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OK, it’s been more than a week since I posted the teaser about my new costume project.

( Now for updates (with pictures)!  )

UP NEXT: Sleeves!

EDIT (because I am an idiot and jillwheezul is nice enough not to point it out). *grin*

( "So what did you do next", she asks... )

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I was a kid with a big imagination, raised by parents who encouraged me to find my own entertainments. I read a lot. I adventured over rambling hill-and-dale. I played D&D from the age of 6. Around that same time, I discovered my performance bug. Mom got me signed up in a local poetry festival for kids and I got to pick my own poem.

I picked this one.

I can still recite it from memory, 31 years later.

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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
  The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
  The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
  Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
  And stood awhile in thought.
 

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
  The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
  And burbled as it came!
 

One, two! One, two! And through and through
  The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
  He went galumphing back.
 

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
  Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
  He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

 Jabberwocky ~ Lewis Carroll