I'm not quite sure how to judge whether I'm actually half way done with this jacket. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but it's still very faint. Much like putting IKEA furniture together, I'm praying I don't have any pieces left over when I'm done sewing.
Here, you'll see some of the basic construction of the outer jacket is taking form.
The pesky, and oh-so-important-to-get-it-perfect, lapel and collar business looks good from a distance as you see here.

Because I've already clipped and pressed the curves up in there, I'm pretty much convinced I can't do any seam ripping and re-sewing without causing another, more noticeable flaw. I'm thinking of leaving it in. I believe this is what my Kamikaze Seamstress friend meant when she said "power through that hot mess." So, I am.
So what if every time I wear this jacket I'll feel a little like Quasimoto?
Onward and upward, man.