oh the joys of costuming, really they are usually wonderful experiences. i'm not having very much fun right now though. to quote the play: "Sherridan Whiteside: The enemy is at my rear and nibbling." Our director has taken it upon herself to dissapprove of some of the costuming decisions i have made even though the dresses i have pulled match the drawings she approved earlier in the week. "it's not period" i keep hearing. i'm not stupid. i did my research at the library, i watched other versions to see what their costumers did, i even looked at old family photographs of what people in the same economic situation as the family wore at that time. not period? it has the look, and the basic shape. the fabric print looks similar to prints they had then, the cut of the dress is almost exactly like what my great grandmother wore and she was the wife of the chief chemist at the largest auto manufacturer in the state, so it is not like she was a poor farm wife at the time. just because the girl who is wearing it has been a "costume b*tch" there for a few years longer than i have and says "it isn't period" she says she doesn't want it. grrrrrrrrr. to top it all off she's cut back my budget to only $500, out of $700 possible, so i have to keep a good sized chunk of what i haven't spent set aside to be able to get the overwhelming majority of pieces dry-cleaned. ugh. not having a very good day. and it's one week till opening.
