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So Bella's theater group, which just did Into the Woods, has got a bus to go see Into the Woods at Shakespeare in the Park, and I'm going! I knew it has Amy Adams as the Baker's Wife, but I see that it also has Glenn Close (presumably as the Witch) and Chip Zien (presumably as the Mysterious Man) and AAAHHHH.

I realized the other night while watching Bella's group that I have a serious OTP thing for Johanna Gleason!Baker's wife and Chip Zien!Baker. It's kind of weird how strongly I feel about this.

So I heard back from Newport and it's a no-go. Oh well. I have a couple more to apply for. But now that I'm coming onto the end of my internship I'm remembering my pattern-book project, and it's starting to make me a bit nervous because I should talk to Jillian about it and I have no clue about legality issues or whatever, I just want to take patterns of interesting things and make them available for other people. And if I'm not working obviously this would be the next best thing, because it is working in a way. But: new experiences D: (I had most of a post written on this subject for my blog, and I added a little and finally posted it.)
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Why is it that every time I apply for a job, even though I always go, "why bother, they're going to go with someone more experienced, I know this," I still can't stop the feeling that I'm actually going to get it? That the Newport Preservation Society, which is looking for two people to inventory everything they have, will be like, "oh, hey, she could do all of the textiles and clothing, that would be so excellent." Yet at the same time I know I'm not even going to get an interview.

Hope is the greatest gift, I suppose.


I've learned so much about military badges and ribbons this week, it's crazy. I hope I use this information at some point, really.

Ooh, I could see an exhibition on the military uniforms and regalia. They have stuff from the Civil War to Vietnam. Other things I could see making exhibitions out of at the Chapman: the theme of Invention, with gadgets patented from the 1860s to 1920 or so, the "bread machine", the collapsible bicycling cup, etc.; underwear to the 1930s; dolls; bottles, from milk bottles used by local dairies to patent medicine bottles; beaded purses and/or accessories in general; cleaning/maintenance tools ...


I feel like the proper thing to say is "why didn't anyone tell me Slings & Arrows was so good?!" but the thing is I've seen people talking about how good it is for ages and it just took me this long to get around to watching it. Um. It is actually fantastic. Owen went to stay with his gf in Minisink this weekend and Dad is at a wedding with Melissa, so I stayed up to 12:30 last night watching it and now I'm watching more this morning. "Richard, you sound like a Nazi."

ETA: I'm thinking of trying Birchbox for a few months. Pro: get pushed to try new cosmetic whatsits, get to try nicer ones, samples get used up and are easy to get rid of if I don't like them, presents in the mail. Con: $10 a month, already have expenses, could get more for cheaper at CVS. Hm. Might give it a go for a month.

I wrote a bit more about my last topic on DW, if you're interested.
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I was just at Mom's for dinner. I had thought Owen and I were, respectively, 6lbs 1oz and 6lbs 8oz when we were born, but she corrected me - we were 5/1 and 5/8. The social services people actually thought she'd been doing drugs or something. /irrelevant to your life

Applying to a new job, a collections inventory position in Newport. I don't have the best of luck with Newport applications (they seem to be the only place consistently hiring for osme reason) but if you want someone to do inventory, climb a stepladder, and use PastPerfect, I am your woman. I've reworking the beginning of my cover letter so I sound more enthusiastic, as I think its dullness has been hurting me. The trouble is, any sentence beginning with "inventorying collections has always been a passion of mine" sounds like you're a liar or there's something wrong with you.
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Way too muggy right now

Skirt attached! Feel less useless. Although I think everything might still be the slightest bit big ... I should be able to fix it by just taking out along the center back.

Today I had to get megaboxes off the top shelves of the dress-boxes shelving units. :| I deliberately did the hardest ones first, the ones that are partially blocked by the HVAC thing, so that everything else would be easier, but MAN they were harder than I expected. At least I didn't fall backwards off the ladder? :D?
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Get ready fast

Mom called this evening to see if I wanted to go to the Artificer's Weekend at the Battlefield tomorrow, so I went "oh crap, I have to do a couple of things to make my ensemble wearable." I immediately wet down my straw hat and curved it into a nice shape - I think flat hats look fine if they're trimmed, but if they're not they're much better with a bit of a shape - and now I have materials out to make a new stomacher because my old one is way too small in every direction. I measured myself to see how long it ought to be, and then I got out PoF I to see about what size they are in there ... and the size is the size I've determined mine ought to be, so why on earth did I go ahead and make it 9" high in the first place? What is wrong with me? Oh well.

I don't like my cap's non-ruffle at all, but that won't show as much if I'm wearing my hat, so it's something to put off. (I'd bring stuff with me to work on it while I'm there, but I'd have to put in work getting that together when making the new stomacher is 100x more important.) And, of course, my shift is still too late for the period but whatever. Although ... I could always go in my thesis outfit. That might be interesting.

Well, I will put on concealer and have good pictures taken where I look less uncomfortable than last time.


I was finishing up a rack of 1910s/20s/30s dresses and when I got to the end I was so happy for a minute because I thought I was into the boxed storage, which is like presents because you don't know what's in it until you open it, and then I remembered that there was still one last rack of men's coats and pants. :| I powered through it as fast as possible and was glad I did because the first box I went to was full of samplers. And the second had a Fortuny Delphos dress on top. Yeah.
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I can't believe how stormy it was earlier

Yesterday and Thursday I worked on cataloguing the ~*~dresses~*~! It's brilliant. I think my catalogue entries are better-written than the old ones (clothing being the one thing that was actually already in the computer) and I've adjusted the dates on nearly everything so far. About 80% of everything I come across, I know instantly when it's from and usually have to think a second about what it is that I'm picking up on that's doing it, but that other 1/5 I have to actually concentrate on it, and it's sad but it makes me crazy and self-critical about how stupid I am. *sigh*

Mended two things today, my khaki capris and my summer pajama pants. Part of me thinks that making that a habit will help me save money in the long run, but when I think about it I tend to only get rid of clothes when I hate them (often because they're cheap ...) or when they're disintegrating. Anyway, I did a great job, really put my expensive education to good use. The pajama pants have needed to be fixed since I put them away last year.

Cataloguing is a really good setting for me to listen to OSTs that I haven't been able to get into, apparently. I think it's because when I sit down and go OKAY NOW I'M LISTENING TO THIS I get fidgety and bored if I'm not doing much of anything, or I get annoyed if I'm doing something that needs a lot of concentration. Either way I skip a lot and only learn to like a couple of songs. But cataloguing requires the perfect amount of attention and has the perfect amount of getting up and walking away that I can listen to the music without getting impatient if something doesn't 100% thrill me in the first bar. I started with Jane Eyre, because I've always felt a bit bad for not liking it much, and was surprised at how much I actually did like it (except the song where she's shut up in the room where her uncle died - I think it should have been sung by child!Jane, since it's a bit, you know, childish). Then I thought to try (the Off-Broadway) Grey Gardens, because I love a couple of the songs and never listen to the others. HOMG. I've got the Broadway version as well and I see why they made the changes they did, I guess, but the original is the best to me.
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Very moody

Dad found out that the applicants for Schenectady assistant curator position I didn't get had been divided into A and B lists, and I had been on the B list. Which is a good thing, because it means I wasn't rejected out of hand - but the thing is, the A list had five PhDs on it. Which is ridiculous. We should not be at a point where you have to have a PhD to be competition for an assistant curator position in an upstate historical society. The fact that we apparently are makes me incredibly nervous. (Actually, on reflection, what's even worse is that four PhDs were/will be turned down.)

In general today has had a lot of weird ups and downs. I started out going through this box of lace and trims with the help of Earnshaw's How to Identify Machine Laces, and was greatly annoyed at myself for a bit because I was so pathetic at it. (To be fair to myself, the photos in the book tend to be of very crappy machine-made laces that are obviously machine-made, imo.) Then when I got to the Cabinet of Beaded Purses, every time I correctly dated one I WAS BRILLIANT and every time I was wrong/I couldn't figure it out and there wasn't anything in the file I WAS STUPID. With that plus my crazy breakout you'd think I was PMSing, but it's not anywhere near the right time.

I'm so impressed with people who have jobs and still get lots of sewing done. I can't do anything during the week, I get home a bit before dinner and after that I want to do the internetting I couldn't do during the day. Last weekend was a complete nothing as far as anything but the book sale went. Oh well, tomorrow I'm going to JoAnn for nicer fabric because Dad said he'd pay for it, so now I don't need to use poly. \o/
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I saw a buttload of medical crap today

I have to wonder what was wrong with all the past curators who just took in any old tat someone threw at them. SO MANY CLAMPS. SO MANY SPECULA. SO MANY FORCEPS. SO MANY SCALPELS.

I'm going to come back later with all the bookmarked quotes from Mme Campan that made me sit up and go "oh!" but for now I just have to say that

1) This is probably the best book I've ever read on the lead-up to the French Revolution. I think it's because it's more personal, and maybe because it's got a more social bent - more episodes of crazy crap that happened to Marie Antoinette to slander her, more social background on what led to various situations. Highly recommend it.

2) At some point in the past couple of years, I was reading something or other about Marie Antoinette and I had this idea for a pseudo-historical novel set in a similar situation, with the heroine as a minor lady at court who an anti-queen faction tries to use. At some other point I had an idea for a story that was more on-the-ground, so to speak, with an aristocratic heroine that got unwillingly mixed up in intrigue and had to hide out with a group of revolutionaries that want a republic but without killing lots of people. I wrote several chapters of the latter, but because the opening was so fast-paced - her getting out of prison when she's about to be poisoned - I stalled out; I couldn't think what action! would happen next. But then it occurred to me while I was eating lunch that OMG I could combine the two and have the book start at court and work its way up to revolutionary hijinks. Which would also give me time to set up the whole missing-prince-falsely-accused-of-murder bit, instead of bringing it up when she figures out who the guy is. I feel so stupid.
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Corsets + Bustles

I went a little crazy yesterday when I discovered a cardboard box labeled "Corsets + Bustles". I was just on a break so I couldn't do too much with them, but I did get my greasy mitts on them a bit. I went a little extra crazy because the top one is ca. 1875, I think, but nearly all cording and only a bit of boning. I want to pattern it so badly but I'm not even cataloguing clothing right now so I can't. Also in the box are several foundation garments from about 1910 to 1925 or so, I think. I JUST WANT TO TOUCH THEM AND HOLD THEM AND LOOK AT THEM.

Instead I spent all day doing odds and ends and shelf after shelf of bottles. Guh.
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Watching "Torn Apart"

I might give a little tour of my stuff in the Great, Strange, and Rarely Seen exhibition this summer! A friend from Blogger is doing a program with HS students and wants them to learn about what goes on behind the scenes and see what goes on.

As today was my last day at AIHA, they gave me a copy of the museum's catalogue signed like a yearbook and postcards of a few of my items from the exhib. It was lovely and everyone was so nice and I only felt a little bit like I'd lost the script and didn't know what I was supposed to say.

1911 corset is much closer to being finished. All the grommets are in, all the bones are in, half of them are flossed, and the top edge is bound. It is a leetle on the large side, unfortunately. I have a hard time patterning corsets to have a gap in the back for some reason. (That reason is that I don't do real mock-ups.)

Finally writing again - working on the story based on that dream I posted about one time. As usual I have to first fix everything because it's been such a long time that huge glaring flaws are jumping out at me in every line. I won't be able to move forward until they're fixed, I get too obsessed.