The Cordelia Files: The Return of The PLEATANATOR/ Hobnobbing with The Docs

Well every year the Presbyterian Healthcare Foundation has a fundraiser and “Gala Evening” so I decided to donate a jacket for the Silent Auction. Cause I’m that kind of good citizen.

And it’s tax deductable.

I used a tweed linen for the jacket. Cause it’s what I had laying around and I didn’t want to go buy new fabric when I was just going to donate it.

It has big self covered buttons which complement the retroness of the coat beautifully.

I used several rows of black topstitching around the color and cuffs and back belt to add some visual interest.

I went ahead and lined the bodice in a striped silk so it would look more luxurious. We are trying to raise money to educate nurses or something equally noble afterall.

Plus I happened to have this fabric left over from another coat project.

I used the Hong Kong Seam finish cause it looks pretty.

And check out that mitered corner. Except you can't see it in this picture. But trust me, I’m good at those suckers. Some lucky lady is going to be the proud owner of this puppy.

Well I whipped this little number up at handed it over to the folks at Pres and that’s why they call me.

….Wait…..

…For…

…It….

The DONATOR-INATOR DUN Dun dun.

Erm what?

That does not work so well.

Maybe they should call me

DONERZILLA Bwhahaha.

Well it rolls off the tongue a little better but still odd.

I think I shall settle for:

Melisa, Goddess of all things Charitable.

Yeah, that’s it.

Go ahead and call me Goddess for short if you wish.

Well anywho, I decided it would be a good business decision to go to the charity event to schmooze with all the young, rich, cute, single doctors.

Erm um, I mean all the wealthy potential clients.

And Miko’s dad (you remember Miko of the ceramic pots-- you can read all about her here) bought me a ticket so I found myself in need of a new cocktail dress.

You know, for free advertisement and such.

It’s good to be your own walking billboard.

I decided to use this fabric which I picked up on my recent trip to San Francisco because I wanted something that would stand out from all the little black dresses, and cause it manages to look sophisticated despite it’s bold print and color.

And then it was just a little snip snip here and a stitch stich there and I ended up with this little bombshell number.

I defiantly drew some inspiration from Rosie’s wedding dress which is evident in the pleated bodice.

Look at all those pleats!

This is why they still call me

…Wait…

…For…

…It….

The PLEATANATOR DUN Dun dun.

And yes, I have officially been called the Pleatanator.

Once.

By Rosie.

After I told her to.

But we shale overlook that little minor detail.

This is what the dress would look like if you were 2 feet tall and had to look up to it. I don’t know why it seamed like a good idea to take a picture from this angle. I’m going to blame my father who has spent 25 years telling me to get on my knee every time I tried to take a picture of him.

See dad, I do listen!

Here I had to take a picture of the back seam cause I did a good job of matching the print up. See there is a seam and a zipper in there. Promise.

Well now that I had a fancy little dress and somewhere to wear it, it was time to get all gussied up. But as usual, I managed to get zero pictures of me or Miko in our finery.

Although I did get this shot of Miko showing off her bling.