And I’m delivering.

I said I’d have photos of the 4-hour garb on me, and here they are (thanks to Lord Yul and Master Lorenzo for their camera skills):

At Crossroads of Jerusalem this past weekend. I needed some garb in which to do “grubby” things, so I whipped up this Mughal court attendant’s outfit the night before. It’s mostly okay, although I need to work on the closure a bit, but that part is hidden under my odhani, so there you go. I am in love with the churidar. They are easy and comfortable and I plan on making many more pairs.

Pants!

And then there’s the fancy stuff.

This is what came of the rockin’ striped fabric and the shiny dupioni silk. I am also pleased to have located kunjalam that look close to what the braid tassels look like in the miniatures.

The only downside to this outfit is that it makes my legs look about six inches long, while the rest makes me look much wider than I actually am. This did bother me, but upon further inspection of the miniatures, I see many women with long versions of this dress, so I’ll probably keep it as-is.

Observe:

But it’s real shiny for court, especially when I add the jewelry, so there you go.

Next up I’ll be sewing some fancier Hindu garb, and another set of un-fancy Hindu garb. I’m on the lookout for pre-embroidered medallions and woven zari trim, so I can put together something sparkly while I am learning how to embroider it myself. Also, many tassels will be made. I have plans to make a tassel belt with a green stripe in the middle, to be worn as my apprentice belt. I’ve got an apprentice bajuband, but it’s on my arm and therefore not as communicative as I’d like.

The rest of the event was great. I taught my bookbinding class to nine folks, seven of whom went home with finished books (and four of whom were Laurels, which was awesome and intimidating all at once). Now that I’ve gotten the class taught, I’m going to focus on my own artsci project, and really tackle the leather tooling for the covers, plus the endband construction, which is a grand puzzle.

But hey, four hour pants.