Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre.

The straps have been quite thoroughly altered, there used to be a weird macrame thing above the bust which has been taken off, and which is why they cross over in that unusual way. I haven't yet sewn the lacing behind the cut-out, and I am going to put a layer of flesh-coloured chiffon behind it. I also intend to sew one of those strange backless bra things in for added support and decency. You still get a fabulous view of my breasts, to be honest. On the warmth front, it's lined at least. I'll start on it tonight and see how I do, and if I get it done then I can always poke my nose out of the door tomorrow morning and decide on the weather, plus wait for D's reaction ("No! Put me down! I asked whether or not it's suitable to wear in public, I didn't ask you to take it off me!").