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Don't you just hate it when people know your guilty pleasures?
Dad walks into the kitchen when I've just got all the stuff together for cutting and pinning a costume (cloth, patterns, tools, etc) - no way am I going to get the sewing done today - reads a bit of a review out of the tv mag, we giggle, and then says casually 'oh, and The Princess Diaries is on in fifteen minutes, so you'll be moving all that into the study, right?'
Me : '...I hate you so much.'
So yes, I did de-camp to the study and did all of the cutting on the bay window ledge whilst watching the film while mum watched it on the sofa after some deliberation and constantly turning around from her idle surfing on the computer. And then put on The Princess Diaries 2 after about fifteen minutes of godawful Tim Westwood on the radio (seriously, does that man not know how much people take the piss out of his put-on voice?) as something more cute, funny and non-taxing.
Just the waist-bodice thing to go. :sigh:
Dad walks into the kitchen when I've just got all the stuff together for cutting and pinning a costume (cloth, patterns, tools, etc) - no way am I going to get the sewing done today - reads a bit of a review out of the tv mag, we giggle, and then says casually 'oh, and The Princess Diaries is on in fifteen minutes, so you'll be moving all that into the study, right?'
Me : '...I hate you so much.'
So yes, I did de-camp to the study and did all of the cutting on the bay window ledge whilst watching the film while mum watched it on the sofa after some deliberation and constantly turning around from her idle surfing on the computer. And then put on The Princess Diaries 2 after about fifteen minutes of godawful Tim Westwood on the radio (seriously, does that man not know how much people take the piss out of his put-on voice?) as something more cute, funny and non-taxing.
Just the waist-bodice thing to go. :sigh: