flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
So this is based on a free papercraft model I found here, and I will be back for more papery fun. But then, because I can’t leave well enough alone, I decided to replace the outer panels and the ropes and the motherfucking sails with various soft goods, turning a moderately complicated build into a giant pain in the ass, because that’s how I do.
Please note, there’s still several sails and some other bullshit left to go WHAT WAS I THINKING EVEN. Are you wondering what this is for? Well, picture this wig:
(Oh hai bra. Oops.)
. . . all piled up in curls and poofs, with that damn ship sailing upon it.
Also, the universe is a stupid jerky enabler which led me to this little globe at the thrift store for a whole $1.10, so clearly now I need either a walking stick or a parasol for it to sit atop. Not sure which yet, honestly. Don’t say ‘keep it removable and do both’, that is a bad thought and one I’ve already had.