'Fitted Sack'
("...Geoff, but you're a cunt")

Fitted Sack is quite a long story. Are you ready for it?
Once apon a time was a pattern cutting sewing teacher called Geoff. He was the perfect gentleman,around 50, always groomed, always wearing very posh suits with waistcoats. And even though he was a very efficient, funny and friendly person, he also had very bad temper.
And once apon that time,I happened to start a pattern cutting course at the London College of fashion, back in February this year 2005. With Geoff, the pattern cutting sewing teacher.
I loved him first. Till he started telling us about sleeve's ease and acuracy. Till he said to me "have you got a problem with your memory, I told you to do so and so and so " "but sir I don't understand anything to your jargon! I am a total beguinner! No idea what a pattern and a sleeve is!" And him repeating me I had a problem and should get it sorted.
Well... Anyway after sulking at him for a couple of lessons, he eventually asked me why I was being so quiet... And I said I still didn't understand anything about sleeve acuracy and I didn't see the point in it when I could just cut up something which looked like a sleeve and sew it onto something which looked like an armhole. He said I should stop sulking.

 

 

I loved Geoff dearly, he is the kind of person who is very attaching, but he can be very unfair and expect an awful lot out of total beguinners. But I am unsure how many people in our class did get anything out of this course! Except of course this "twa" or whatever it's called, this dress thing made out of our own body measures, taken by our classmates.
So I made this perfect dress at this course. Of course, the dress was way too long (they want us to look respectable, it came down to under the knees, eeeurgh?!) so I had to shorten it, and also wrote the story of Geoff on it, on one of the sleeves, and also on the front panels . But, being who I am, before the photoshoot, I washed the dress and put it in at normal temperature,in the machine..and horror... The stupid ball pens they sell which aren't supposed to come off your dearly kids clothes had all washed out! It took me ages to write that on the tube! So unfair! So now you cannot see it anymore..
Arriving the day of the photoshoot, I didn't know how to decorate this dress and my dear Neil kept on saying to me when I had spots and we were going to take photos: "Put a bag over your head and nobody will see anything" So I remembered this and did it. A bag is the best decoration ever. And then I thought about this lovely Geoff (who we were supposed to have this year, at the fundation course in Hackney, but I haven't got him;I met him in the stairs and he said I should come and do some model drapping courses with him, yeah right, at £310 a go, I don't think so!)
and whilst thinking of him, the white bag looked at me, very whitely, and I thought I might as well decorate it with my love and show it to the world.
Also, the advantage of the bag is that is Geoff ever sees these pictures, he will not know it's me!
It's unlikely he finds me on here though. Amongst all this Origane stuff. Who is she anyway?