The stomacher on this gown turned out to be too narrow. I had to sew it onto a scrap of black fabric and then get stitched into the dress by a friend.
I hated how this dress turned out. The friends I usually go to the Ren Faire with were doing a black and gold theme and asked me to join in a couple of days before the Faire, so I whipped this up. I had to dye the fabric black (it's originally green), and I never got it to the deep rich black that I wanted. During the faire I got horribly sunburned and dehydrated, and spent the day in utter misery.
The bodice of this dress is a good two sizes too small. I had gained about 10 pounds before the event, most of it up top, it seems, and I had to sew myself into it the night of the Ball. On the way there, I was stressed, I got lost in the French Quarter, and was starting to feel sick. During the Ball, it was clear I was starting to run a fever, and by the time we got back to the hotel, I was shivering all over, burning and freezing, and I couldn't focus my vision. It passed within a couple of hours, but most of the evening I was totally miserable.
These were really the big ones. Most of the time, I'm having a great time at an event, but every once in a while, things go sideways. Sometimes they go really sideways, and other times they tip over completely.
Please be kind to your fellow costumers, there really is no reason to be nasty to those that share your love of the hobby. The people behind the screen names and blog pages are still real people, and what you say has a real impact on them.