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[beccaelizabeth]

One glove.
One glove!
If I can *find* this one glove, I have an outfit. Without it, lacking outfit entirely.

All through all the drawers, all the cupboard, all the places it should be. One glove only, not the other.

Now I get the fun of looking places it shouldn't be. Such as the area beside the sofa where everything got thrown out of the way.

*headdesk*


Aside from that, I still have too many clothes to fit in the suitcase.
If I just decide that corsets aren't going to happen, that means I'll never fit in the big velvet skirt (however pretty it is, my size it is not), which is too long to walk in anyway. Then I can put the skirt somewhere out of the way, put the corset with it, and proceed to sort out the rest of the clothes into outfits that fit.



I'll probably end up wearing t-shirts all weekend. *sigh*

!


eta: ten minutes later, after wailing, checking behind the sofa, and phoning mum, I found it roughly a foot below where it was supposed to be, having fallen down between bits of furniture.
Mum says I should ask St Anthony.
She also says she still has a few bits of con clothes in her laundry basket, which is a good thing to rediscover.
I know I still do also, but mostly they aren't the ones as wash easy.

Still, outfit! With the new skirt! I shall be shiny and wearing chains. Nifty!