Modeling, Protesting, and Spitting Stitches: Not Your Average Weekend

This past weekend I was invited once again to join a handful of customer models for a Liverpool Fashion show. I’m still recovering from surgery, but I would have hated to miss it. Hannah chose comfortable, sensible shoes for me to wear, with the goal of remaining stylishly upright. I’m happy to report all went well. The show raises funds for a local non-profit and unveils the current line of Liverpool clothing designed for comfortable and stylish dressing. I get to hang out with a fun group of women and play dress up.

The show is energizing but tiring, and I would have customarily headed home. However, the Hands Off protests landed on the same day. I’m seven weeks post hip replacement surgery, so Saturday’s rally was the first I could confidently attend.

I drove from Los Gatos to a shopping center in San Jose, rendezvoused with Mike, and took the light rail to the downtown San Jose event together. Over 5,000 protestors attended the San Jose rally.

According to National Public Radio:

“Hands Off! demonstrations were held across the country to protest the actions of President Trump and his billionaire advisor, Elon Musk.

The Hands Off! movement protested a wide range of activities from the Trump administration, from cuts and layoffs to federal departments to mass deportations.

Hands Off! demonstrations were organized for more than 1,200 locations in all 50 states by more than 150 groups, including civil rights organizations, labor unions, LBGTQ+ advocates, veterans, and elections activists, according to the Associated Press.”

As much as I enjoyed the day’s activities, I suddenly struggled to stand without pain. It was time to go home. We walked back to the light rail station, where we could sit while waiting for the train, but when it arrived, it was standing room only through the end of the route. It felt good to get home.

Early this morning, and for the second time in ten days, part of the knot of stitches at the end of my incision “spit out” through the skin’s surface. My body should absorb these stitches as I heal, but they’re moving the absorbable stitches to the skin’s surface, hence the term spit stitch. It’s unnerving. 

My surgeon’s office isn’t concerned, asking me to pull the stitch taut and cut it close to the skin. There is nothing like a pair of sharp, sterilized crafting scissors and a willing spouse with a steady hand to get your day going. When an even longer stitch protruded today, first as a loop and then opening out to a 5mm straight stitch, at least we knew what to do.

What a weekend.

Adaptive Clothing for My Sister

My sister’s progressing MS has created a need for adaptive clothing, however, the adaptive clothing available online, while functional, lacks style. Choices are limited, and most features skew toward a caregiver dressing the individual.

Sharon visits every Sunday via Paratransit so she can spend time with her cat, Queen B. Kitty is now in our care.

My sister wants to dress herself to the best of her ability. Maintaining independence when you’ve lost so much is critical to one’s mental health. Further, her care home wants to charge an additional $500 monthly for dressing assistance. We’re both appalled.

Due to leg spasticity, muscle contractions, and impaired trunk (torso) strength, Sharon can no longer wear pants or tights. Instead, I’ve modified off-the-rack dresses and tops, making them functional and stylish.

Finding a dress with a long full skirt in a soft knit material took me a while, but I eventually found two I could alter. I found a halter-style dress on another shopping trip, so Sharon has three dresses in rotation. In the end, the halter dress was the winner in terms of ease of dress, so I’ll look for more at some point. The dresses I bought were on the clearance rack at the end of the season.

Mike took photos of me showing off the altered dresses.

I changed the neckline of the two knit dresses by adding soft elastic to the dress straps. I cut the back of the skirt from hem to waist, then overlocked the exposed opening. The new opening in the back of the skirt allows the dress to drape over the legs and hips for modesty, removing any bulk or discomfort created when sitting on a full dress.

The elastic at the neckline keeps the straps from slipping and gives her more control as she pulls the dress over her head.

The third dress had the requisite full skirt, so I cut it up the back from the hem to just below the waist. I removed the tie at the neck, created a new neckline, and added elastic.

Mike took photos of me showing off the altered dresses.

I altered five tops that Sharon bought online, cutting the center back and overlocking the edges. The button is decorative while adding some weight to the front of the garment, keeping the slippery fabric in place and creating an easy-to-use neck opening.

It would be nice to see the fashion industry put more effort into serving the millions of people living with a disability. Not all sizes are equal, and the industry eventually realized that and began offering petite clothing, plus-sized clothing, and even a few tall sizes for women like me. It’s time for industry leaders to recognize the need and to do market research geared towards people living with a disability and not just their caregivers.

An Update

Sharon works for the Veterans Administration or VA, processing a complex payroll of two hundred nurses twice a month. She’s a federal employee, a union member, and a remote worker since 2020.

The Department of Personnel Management issued directives requiring all federal employees to return to in-person work by May. One thousand four hundred employees were dismissed, with more likely to follow. All employees must send a weekly email describing five things they did that week as if they were children in grade school. Further insults to employees at large forbid displaying the Pride flag in any capacity, further clarified as no flag, flag pin, Pride flag on a poster or any other image. The fear, angst, and betrayal among federal employees throughout the country are palpable.

The assault on all we hold dear continues.

Chocolate is the New Black

Not all is what it seems,
Not all seams are sewn,
A dress made of chocolate,
With flowers, adorned.
Like most high-end fashion,
Too pricey for me,
With ruffles more like truffles
the hat a delicacy.

Chocolate is the New Black

I love fashion, flowers and chocolate so was quite delighted with this concoction.

On display at Jean-Philippe Chocolates and Pastries at the Bellagio Hotel and Resort in Las Vegas, NV.

Garden Jewels: Dress to Impress

The well dressed garden always looks smart.  Unpretentious, she boasts the latest colors and styles.  Last season’s fuchsias look timeless tucked neatly in front of hydrangeas.  Lacy ferns appeal to her feminine side, always graceful and light.

Her classic beauty lends itself to the yellow of a rose, evoking the earthy scent of lemon wafting through the air.  Grassy skirts compliment her regal stature, with a showy crown of alyssum just for fun.

The well dressed garden knows how important it is to accessorize.  Accessories take the garden from now to wow.

She’s agreed to share some of her favorites here, gifts from cherished friends.

Even a robin would buy a home from this lovely gift-giver

A ruby-red heart from a grammatical guru

The Happily Ever After Woods

Soleada de un viejo amigo, querido

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