I caught Oliver in a near perfect head tilt last night.
I finished sewing a little dress, which I should be getting into instead of doing this right now… but I don’t have my priorities straight.
This dress was a nightmare, by the end I had ripped out the zipper three times, never got the fit quite right, and burned a hole in the back with my iron. Oh well, some dresses just weren’t meant to be.
I’m still going to wear it though; I’m going to wear it out of spite.