Not enough yellow in my life

 

I once had a really really bright yellow blouse - sun yellow. I wore it with a really really bright red jacket. That was back in the 80s – I don't do that anymore 😉 For one thing, yellow is not and was probably never "my color". I tend (or rather tended) towards greens, blues, fuchsia, purples - now browns and grays 😊  Colors have a whole vocabulary that I am not versant in. I realized recently, though, that yellow of any shade was absent from the collection of fabric I built up over the years.

So when I spied a summer outfit in yellow and pink (to use the generic terms!) at a local flea market, I just had to purchase it as a potential WickiDoodle. What was really great was hearing about the outfit's owner: the five-year-old daughter of someone we knew who had volunteered to be responsible for a booth - all proceeds were going to the community school. He and his wife took it as an opportunity for their three children to shed some of the stuff they had accumulated but not longer used – toys, games, clothes – and give it to a very worthy cause, their own school! His daughter, however, was very reluctant to part with her favorite summer outfit – despite the fact that it no longer fit her. Yes, I can identify with that 😉 I was so eager to transform this bit of gold into a WD that I forgot to take a photo of it before I took hold of the scissors. 

I matched it to the remains of one of my favorite blouses, which sadly had been stained by some unknown, unremovable substance. I had had it for several years – and purchased it from a second-hand shop at a senior center. So, this fabric has definitely withstood the test of time.

The scraps of material I've put aside for the stuffing go remarkably fast. Even a smaller WickiDoodle needs quite a pile to have a round robust torso ...

And the finished product ...