Laura and I modeled our costumes for Mr. Young in Exlporation of Theatre. The assignment was to create a costume for a partner from the theatre costumes, taking into consideration the personality of the character, the occasion, the location, the period, etc. I pulled pieces from my own costume barn. Laura appeared as a Regency gentleman's daughter, a.ka. Lizzy Bennet, in a green sprigged regency gown, with her hair in a simple chignon. I, taking the part of a mid-victorian governess, donned a rose and brown floral "prairie" style dress with a fitted button front bodice, lace collar, and gathered skirt. Under it, I wore a ivory gauze shift, but I only buttoned the bodice of the dress just below the bust so the chemise was visible at the throat. The chemise sleeves were also visible below the 3/4 length sleeves.
"Make sure the costumes get put back upstairs," Mr. Young admonished.
"They're mine," I said.
"Well, then, make sure we get them."
I stood there, peering over my wire-framed governess glasses with a quizzical expression on my face.
"I'm serious," he continued. "They're really good. Where did you get them?"
"I made them," I said.
"Really?"
"Yes, before I came to school, I did historical dressmaking for seven years," I informed him.
"You'll come work in the costume shop, won't you?"
"Yes, yes. Of course," I stammered.
"We have seven people graduating in the spring so I will need you next fall. Where do you work now?"
"In the cafeteria."
"So you will come see me about transferring to the theatre?"
"Yes, I'd like that very much," I said.
"Good. Good job."
That pretty much made my day!! When we toured the theatre a few weeks ago, we saw the costume shop, and I had the inclination then to ask Mr. Young if there would be any openings. I didn't, and it's probably better that he saw my work first. Yippee!
"Make sure the costumes get put back upstairs," Mr. Young admonished.
"They're mine," I said.
"Well, then, make sure we get them."
I stood there, peering over my wire-framed governess glasses with a quizzical expression on my face.
"I'm serious," he continued. "They're really good. Where did you get them?"
"I made them," I said.
"Really?"
"Yes, before I came to school, I did historical dressmaking for seven years," I informed him.
"You'll come work in the costume shop, won't you?"
"Yes, yes. Of course," I stammered.
"We have seven people graduating in the spring so I will need you next fall. Where do you work now?"
"In the cafeteria."
"So you will come see me about transferring to the theatre?"
"Yes, I'd like that very much," I said.
"Good. Good job."
That pretty much made my day!! When we toured the theatre a few weeks ago, we saw the costume shop, and I had the inclination then to ask Mr. Young if there would be any openings. I didn't, and it's probably better that he saw my work first. Yippee!
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