I’ve been thinking a lot about my Nana today. I was digging through an old photo album trying to find a picture I know I have of my very first sewing machine – a “my little pony” monstrosity like this one.
But I seem to have removed it from it’s pocket.
Instead though I found photos of outfits that Nana lovingly made.
The things I remember strongest though, about these clothes isn’t what they look like. It’s the feel of them. I remember the texture of the fine coudroy and the fact that I could bend the silver stars on the gypsy skirt into flowers as they were made of thin tin.
I remember opening my sixth birthday present and finding that denim outfit and feeling like the coolest, most stylish 6 year old around, especially when I wore it with my rainbow roller skates.
And I remember sitting with Nana as she showed me how to sew a circle skirt and thread elastic through the waist casing as my first project when I was 7 or 8.
She died 6 years ago but she was one awesome lady.
This weekends list:
- I’m thisclose to finishing my purple double-knit Gertie dress. I’m just tweaking the fit, sewing on the neck line straps and hemming.
- Speaking of Gertie, I need to muslin my Lady Grey for the sew-along and, by goly, hurry up and choose my fabric.