Since the last blog, due to a stack of contracts, I was unable to put digit to keyboard.
Having dealt with the serious business of the comic side of the general election this Spring, Summer saw a surge of sartorial silliness in the form of creating costumes for a six part television comedy.
Wardrobe skills were at a premium as the small team, i.e. my assistant and I, searched, sourced, sewed, shopped and shot our way through the Summer. Negotiating nudity, drag queens, and cocktail dresses tumbling into horse manure were just in the first week!
100+ costumes later, I then reverted to the sensible task of period accuracy, for drama sequences to portray characters in a documentary about the past and present residents of Buckingham Palace.
With a small hiatus to convert a beautifully cut 1970’s suit for a Full Monty style strip (sacrilege – don’t ask), the theme of Royalty continued as I assembled the wardrobe for another documentary series.
History literally repeated itself as I dug out from costume hire, the very Pharaoh’s accoutrements that I rented in 2004 to take to Egypt for a film about the Sphinx!
I was instantly transported to pre Arab Spring Cairo, sketching costumes in my hotel room, sandwiched between Tahir Square and The Nile.
Sadly, budgets and world events have these days restricted access to many locations for filming, and we were obliged to reproduce the scorching desert in a very damp Hampshire. The now customary Celebrity Ironing Spot was at least one thread of continuity that survived.
*see what I did there?