I had to invade the man cave to get it hemmed. My sewing room is so crammed full of scenery and costumes I could barely get to a machine in order to haul it out. The Mister was not amused to find my sewing machine in his personal space.
Ta dah....it's all hemmed, washed and trimmed. It also got a fierce ironing because this particular cotton does not settle down until the daylights have been washed out of it. I'm probably going to be slopping ham juice all over it on Sunday so it'll more than likely get plenty more washings in the very near future.