Rachael Gray is asking for dressmaking challenges....

Dress

The dress should be the one we wear in dreams
that holds us closer than a lover's hands
compels us into glamour. Its demands
enforced by bone, laces and cruel seams

that shapes us back to young and cool and thin
that twirls with us into a waltz romance
flashes and glints in some more jagged dance
looks right whatever century we're in

and gives us cleavage, arse-crack, legs and waist
and makes all who behold us gasp and sob
despair to anger. And when in a mob
they chase, will hide us, and will not be traced.

Glamorous at night and stylish worn by day
Absorb all sweat, spilled food, new beaujolais