Before I start sewing, maybe I should do a bit of organizing. Or maybe not. |
Both my mother and wonderful grandmother Nannu were seamstresses who made the majority of my clothes, including formals, until I went to college. I must have been a sophomore in high school when I showed Mother a magazine ad of a girl in a bright green corduroy skirt with a white button-down shirt and knee socks. In the next couple of days she recreated the skirt for me. I couldn't wait to wear it, but Mother – always the practical one – told me I couldn't wear it until the high for the day was below 80 degrees. It was at least six weeks before I proudly donned the skirt, white shirt and knee socks for school. I felt so stylish and probably strutted to the corner bus stop.
Today I'm creating invoices for work I completed during September. Then I'm going upstairs above the garage to my crafting area to create something stylish. Wonder if I have any bright green fabric I can use on something.
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