February 7, 2012
So much fabric, so little time…
I remember my little grandma sewing on a dark brown, textured steel machine when I was very little. Maybe four years old. She could make anything. She sewed for other people and sometimes didn’t get paid for her work. She made me my first quilt when I was just a baby and it was my blankie until there was nothing left of it. She made barbie clothes for my dolls and sweet little jumpers for me. Once, she made me a bathing suit from a terry cloth towel – so cute!
I remember my rich grandma’s fabric stashes and how I would sneak into them and fondle all the amazing fabrics she had collected from her world travels. She didn’t sew, but she came from women that sewed and she loved fabric, with a passion!
These are the first memories I have of fabric and sewing and such things. For as long as I’ve been on this Earth, I have been drawn to and obsessed with fabrics and trims and buttons and all these wonderful things. I know there are many others out there like me… you know one when you meet one. 🙂
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