where's the little man when you need him

Rumplestiltskin, Rumplestiltskin, where for art thou Rumplestiltskin?


I am NEARLY finished with "the dress". I still have to hem it yet. I've had the midnight oil burning for the past several nights (getting to bed past 1a.m.) and in my weary stupor wished I had a visit from this little troll.

However, I quickly rationalized that if I had to give him my first born child as payment for his help, then there would be no reason to be sewing this dress!