No. I do not sew. Not without a pattern, and not without happy pills of some sort.

I do not sew. I do, however, shop! Look at these!

See, I had actually gotten pretty far into making muslin chemises and corduroy bodices, but they were rustic looking. Period appropriate, perhaps.

Anyway, I grew unenthusastic about sending another several hours of my life into the void, attempting to make something that essentially was one step up from a burlap sack.

At the toy store, I saw these. Hey! Done! A little expensive, but they can wear them for Halloween, too. My oldest said, "Mommy, I wanted to be a rock star for Halloween!" "Too bad, you're going as a princess." I'm such a hardass.

Both the older kids want the youngest to wear her dinosaur costume so that they can battle her. I don't think that's a fair fight, but might be a good photo opportunity. We'll see if my artistic sensibilites win out over my common sense.