Many things? Many garments! Many, very many garments, actually; and to plan making them. Plan carefully, judiciously, parsimoniously - and, probably the hardest for me, to stick to the plan. The fabrics, the garments, the patterns - all the specifics, including a schedule, which is limited to the four coming months. No more. In four months the clock will strike midnight, my sewing machines will all turn into rotten pumpkins, and my needle steeds into rusty little mice.
I have to create a "field" wardrobe for an extended away from home professional engagement. The time span includes both winter and summer months - so, in effect, I'll need a full year's wardrobe in a suitcase. Actually, "winter" won't really be all that bad for this snow-loving, wool-embracing Canuck, but "summer" is guaranteed to be "fry your egg on the pavement" style of Hades for increasingly heat-intolerant moi.
In addition to the climatic considerations, my wardrobe will have to fulfill a draconian dress code: ultra-modest!!!!! No dresses, skirts, shorts, or capris/cutoffs. All limbs must be - or, at least able to be, on demand, covered to ankle/wrist. And no decently feminine shoes, either: practical boots, I'm devastated to report. Ugh, and sigh.
90% of my workmates will look like this:
and the other 10% will, I guess, sort of, look like me. I'm hoping to produce a practical wardrobe that'll also ensure they won't look
What would you, dear reader, come up with for, say, a week in a