For most of my young life a lot of my clothes were made by my mother, or hand me downs from the older girls in my church community. If an item needed mending, it would be patched and fixed, and store bought clothes were a luxury item.
I have a few vivid clothing memories, one in particular was of a hot pink fleece jumper, with big black flowers printed over it. Oh my, I remember a day being so hot in it but I would not take it off!! The following winter I was so excited to wear it again and oh my it wouldn’t go over my head 😭I remember my beautiful mother quietly taking that jumper and altering it, adding length to the sleeves and buttons to the shoulder so it would fit for one more season. How sad it is that these days, due to their ridiculously low price, clothes have become a disposable item, cheaper than rags, no thought given to the hands that have made them..
I’m happy to say though that todays #madeitmarch dress wasn’t thrown in the trash and given to me by a friend. Hanging unused in her wardrobe she thoughtfully handed it on to me. Thanks Cass 🙏🏻 I just loved the fabric so much and just knew it would be a keeper in my wardrobe after I had altered it a bit. Originally it was a sleeveless, maxi dress with a gorgeous front ruffle. Sleeveless however just isn’t my thing and maxis are too long for my frame. So after some unpicking, pattern drafting, snipping and lots of problem solving, I turned it into a more wearable (for me) strappy midi 💖👏🏼
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