Squint hard -- don't I look like Troy Donahue? Harder, harder!
Despite temperatures in the triple digits yesterday, I completed my cabana set. Now all I need is the cabana.
Despite the worst directions for attaching a shirt yoke facing ever, I managed to stitch this up pretty fast. I used a few vintage buttons on the front...
And added the oversized front pockets, which definitely give it a vintage look:
Having only purchased a yard-and-a-half of this seersucker, I didn't have quite enough for the shirt, so I had to make the inside yoke out of a different seersucker I had left over from a pair of pajama bottoms I made for Michael way back when.
Not pretty, but thankfully hidden inside.
The dogs were so happy to model with me this morning, despite not getting matching muumuus.
I hope you like the shirt as much as I do. But more importantly, what do you think of me as a blonde? Dreamy...or bad dream?
The beauty is there was absolutely no peroxide involved!
I'm tired and hot but plowing ahead. Five days to Fire Island!
P.S. -- A special thank you to the many readers who expressed concern about the wisdom of wet seersucker. Rest assured I will be wearing the appropriate foundation garments. I'm strictly a pre-code kind of guy.
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