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My Golden Mini Crochet Dress.
05-26-09

My daughter's Christening Day had to be set as soon as possible, because it couldn't be postponed anymore, and my little girl would be two years old pretty soon.

 

Our Bank's Manager, a good friend of my husband's would be her GodFather and we couldn't be more enthusiastic about the event except from the shadow that was covering our hearts ocassionally, because of the health problem our friend had been diagnosed with.

 

He started feeling sick the days I was in the maternity clinic, and went through a long way of treatments and stages due to cancer.  That was the reason for the Christening's delay.  We were all expecting and hoping another cycle of chemotherapies would be over soon, and we were just giving him the time to recover and catch up with us for the happy event.

 

During the months of that long waiting, I decided I should keep my mind and hands busy and soon I discovered the perfect excuse.  I wanted to wear something spectacular in the church and that wish took the form of a golden mini crocheted dress with a simplistic work in bas-relief that was travelling my mind back to Ancient Egypt's magnificent civilization's stylistic elements.

 

A sleeveless rounded cleavage and a tad bit higher back-smile, was ending within a severely geometrical repeated motif to a straight border without details or additional decorations.  The elegant mini dress was licking the body figure embracing every curve.  I knew I had to lose the few extra kilos to get into it.

 

Within two short days, I had called the yarn supplier and had the yarn ordered and shipped to me.  The yarn was consisted of more than 3 different types of threads and it was really hard to work it.

 

I needed to give our friend the time he needed to get over his chemo sessions and recover, so I announced that the Christening would take place as soon as the dress was finished.


That was not the first time I was "hooked" in a two-pieces dress, but seeing it getting the shape of a nice piece of art, really moved me.  Panayiotis, our friend, didn't live to see me wearing it, but if what they say about stitches and prayers is true,  I have prayed so much and for so long for him to BE ok, and I'm sure  he's in such a unique heavenly place, he feels no urge or need for our world.