I made the dress.
It's not turned out too bad, I think, considering how very very bad it could have been. Because I'd had a couple of glasses of wine when I cut it out I made rather a bad mistake in cutting the back of the skirt and had to patch in another panel, which fortunately isn't that noticeable (at least, I can't notice in when I've got the thing on.) Dogpossum's advice to make it a wee bit on the small side to allow for ease when it gets warm really helped - as, I must say, did all of the comments telling me not to go the long sleeves & high neck. Oh, and I did have other help too.
Dorian said the finished dress looked like something Mary Crawford would wear. I'm taking that very much as a compliment (although one of the RJA students last year said M.C. was a 'skank'.) And I'm assuming he didn't mean Mary Bennet, or, god help us, Mary Musgrove. It feels weird to wear because the waist seam is about an inch below the armpits. I'll get some photos on the weekend. Afterwards it will make an excellent dishevelled madwoman nightgown for watering the front yard in at 6am on Sunday mornings.
Now, on to the bonus Wednesday Night Stupid:
This was in the local paper. It's an ad brochure for a housing estate.
I'm going to write to them.