Exotic goods

On friday, before I got pissed out of my mind, I bought the first item I've ever bought that was manufactured in Benin. I think it's funny when you find things like that: five years ago or so I bought some henna from a small immigrant's shop and it was from Sudan. I've never bought anything made there before either.
So what did I buy? A lot of cheap, plastic, fake hair in a colour that looks more like mine than the fake hair I had before. In the shop it looked very much like my hair colour, but when I came home I saw that it had a cold, red tinge to it. But it's pretty close and it doesn't matter much since I'm just going to use it to fill up under my own hair, like I did when I took the pictures of my 18th century outfit.

And, changing the subject, yesterday evening I started on a hand sewn, lightly boned 16th century kirtle in a rather coarse blue wool tabby (litensessa knows the fabric, since she has a dress from it). Even though the bodice is half finished it won't be finished before the end of nacofimo tomorrow, because hand sewing takes time and since I'm alone with Maja all day I won't have that much time to sew.