Meet my new dress form! I haven't named her yet, mainly because it's so funny and creepy to call her "My Double," which is her real name, embroidered onto her chest and all. All those strange gaping body parts remind me a lot of the robots at the garbage dump in A.I. (terrible movie, do not watch! unless it's for Jude Law, then it's A-ok).
This is so exciting! I am envisioning all sorts of sewing projects, which are going to magically make themselves, now that I have My Double. Also, better knitwear photos, without random cats in the frame. I just need to pad out her boobage, wrap her with batting so she's not so robotic, and make a nice cloth cover for the whole thing.