The HoCo Hurl
I recently learned that “HoCo” means “homecoming”. The dresses young ladies gravitate towards for this yearly dance are now short (very very short), glitzy and revealing. Dads fume, boys sweat, daughters cry and moms cave so a daughter can can have her dream dress. Considering the cost per square inch of fabric, these dresses are pricey!
One thrift store stop provided 8 of these dresses at a cost ¼ of a single new one. These eight came together to solve a few parental issues. My HoCo Couture is difficult to get into (sorry boys), not very revealing (you are welcome, Dads), still glitzy and glam so her daughter can shine (kudos Mom) but not very sexy (sorry sister). Maybe that is a bit of revenge on my part for never having been invited to a homecoming dance in high school.
The dresses were deconstructed and layered on a narrow sheath lining. The beaded bodices became part of the shrug jacket, a purse and a headpiece. The main part of the headpiece is a deconstructed toddler’s princess costume…dreams of things to come? I did have to repair some of the beading perhaps from too much close slow dancing…or so I will assume.
One thrift store stop provided 8 of these dresses at a cost ¼ of a single new one. These eight came together to solve a few parental issues. My HoCo Couture is difficult to get into (sorry boys), not very revealing (you are welcome, Dads), still glitzy and glam so her daughter can shine (kudos Mom) but not very sexy (sorry sister). Maybe that is a bit of revenge on my part for never having been invited to a homecoming dance in high school.
The dresses were deconstructed and layered on a narrow sheath lining. The beaded bodices became part of the shrug jacket, a purse and a headpiece. The main part of the headpiece is a deconstructed toddler’s princess costume…dreams of things to come? I did have to repair some of the beading perhaps from too much close slow dancing…or so I will assume.