It gets awkward when you fire your photographer, and your photographer is your husband. Especially when it turns out he was right.
More on that later, but here’s what you’ll need to make this lacy dolman:
- Lace (mine is from Wholeport)
- Dolman top
- Spray adhesive
- Glue for touchups
- Chill pill
Let’s just say, this wasn’t the smoothest project I’ve ever done. First, I needed a three-quarter length sleeve, because that’s all the lace I had, but I couldn’t find one. I got this top from Target, and decided to roll up the sleeves.
First, measure and cut the lace, then prep your sleeves by inserting a long tube, like a rolling pin or roll of paper. Then, take the lace outside spray the backside of your lace with the spray adhesive. Carefully apply it to the sleeve, starting at the shoulder (leaving extra to fold over the top edge, as shown in the bottom left picture) and smooth as you go.
Repeat on the other side. It won’t take long to dry, and then you can try it on. Pay no attention when your photographer says it looks weird.
Unfortunately, the lace wasn’t sticking around the edges where it’s thicker. So I did what any self-respecting seamstress would do in a hurry… I glued it.
Now that it’s finished, all that’s left is to take the “after” pics. I coud not find a single decent background or angle in our apartment that I thought the lighting would also work. With the blog post deadline looming, this is when you can’t afford to fire your photographer.
Who knows what started it, but suddenly we found ourselves in the midst of one of those explosive fight about nothing that happen from time to time in marriage. It ended with me telling him I didn’t need his help and I’d take the pictures myself.
After he stormed out to go back to work, I quickly realized I actually couldn’t do it by myself. Whoops. While I was looking at tripods on Amazon, he came back. He’s a good man. We worked it out, and he offered to take pictures for me after work and baseball practice. “There won’t be enough light then,” was on the tip on my tongue, but I swallowed and decided to go along. Good thing, because the light was totally fine. Better than fine.
