In reviewing my results my husband said that I got abnormally high scores on the femininity scale. He kept looking at me askance so I asked him who else would get scores like that and he said, "Well sometimes drag queens score that high." That will make you take a beat. So now thirty years later I guess I'm still pretty high on the femininity scale. I say this because of my latest obsession: hostess aprons. I saw a pattern for one online and ordered it. Then during a particularly stressful period this past winter I shut myself up in my sewing room and made not one, but two. Then I sent email of one of them on Zelda the dress form to my friends. Now every time I am in Williams Sonoma or Sur La Table or any little boutique I am drawn to the aprons. Apparently I have my finger on the pulse of the female consumer market because there is a whole cottage industry growing up around hostess aprons right now. There are blogs about them. I'm not making this up.
So, here is Zelda in my first apron:
It's a sickness I know. Now I am planning to make a really fancy one like they used to wear in the fifties. And I almost bought one in Sur La Table last week. I did buy a washed linen chef's apron at William Sonoma because it was on sale and it was so pretty and I don't have a washed linen apron. I can imagine the 12 step meeting for this:
Hello, my name is Jackie and I am addicted to household linens. Last week I bought six sets of lace doilies and counted them as staples.
Actually I wouldn't be caught dead buying lace doilies. They are way too fussy. I prefer to spend my money on ethnic print place mats.
It's hopeless, I know, but look it's so pretty...