My mom is a talented sewist, as I’ve mentioned here many times. The Wonder Woman costume she made for me was worn TO NURSERY SCHOOL as often as possible until it quite literally fell apart. During my horse-obsessed phase, she created an ingenious Black Beauty costume for me with a black body suit, hooves, and a cloth flap-mask of her own design. She’s basically a genius.
Then when I was 10 or so, she suggested we do a series of great women costumes. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but also didn’t have any other ideas, so I was game. I think we started with Scarlett O’Hara, who might be fictional and definitely had her character faults and but was also one of the first grown women in literature that I immediately identified as a badass. We did the green and white barbecue party dress from the first few scenes of the film. Then there was Cleopatra, with a fantastic gold lame snake-shaped headband with jeweled eyes, and Elizabeth I, a costume that involved spray painting bow-tie pasta gold and gluing it to the bodice of my dress.