how cool the Wimseys are, and me fretting over fabric

I would be sewing right now, except that it's so darn hot I think I would die. (Since when does it get to be in the 100s in Wisconsin?!) Sitting in front of the air conditioner and reading is the only option! Just finished the second Wimsey novel; such fun I could die. No nasty melancholia in this one, and high society scandals are so much more my thing anyway! Cheerfulness is back, and I'm officially a Wimsey fan now! And a fan of the Dowager Duchess! She's such a great character! I love this one line she has, it's something like "you may call it deductive reasoning, but I call it mother-wit, and it's so rare for a man to have it that if he does they write a book about him and call him Sherlock Holmes". To be sure, nobody, even Sherlock Holmes, ever had a mother as cool as her!

I have the most smashing idea for a 1912 at home gown for myself, and best of all it would use up this strange yellow paisley fabric I previously had no idea what to do with, but the pattern I was going to use is missing, and the fabric is in the bottom of a stack of bins, and I have no idea what happened to all the fake fur which I would need for the trim. And I have no idea if we have any red fabric that would be suitable for a turban. I used to have a red scarf that would be perfect, but it's totally gone. (Much like my perfectly gorgeous pink and black stiped fabric that I was going to use for my 1914 Ascot dress. And I bought all the matching jewelry for it already! Truth be told, I think both pattern and fabric are in the basement. The damp, moldy basement. I'm so scared right now I cannot even express it. Oh, the woes of a costumer who has just recently moved! You can never find anything again once you move it to a different house!)