I have begun to sew. Well, I'm learning how to create a pattern, have cut up some fabric, and trying to understand how to put it together. Very much experimental at this point. The fabric was very cheap from an estate sale, so if I wreck it all, I won't be out more than a few dollars - and that's a good price for the lessons in making.
This is all from watching Bernadette Banner, and her book on making, sewing and mending. I've been thinking about all the clothes that I loved the most, the ones that made me feel secure, the ones with enough pockets. And I want to make new versions of them.
There was a soft A-line jumper (pinafore dress) that I wore over a blouse. The color was not my choice - a very pale yellow, but the fabric was amazing. Mom made it, and I wore it until I outgrew it age about 10. I still miss it.
She made a school uniform jumper, navy blue wool, that I wore all through several years at school, because pants weren't allowed for girls, and all you could buy was horrible polyester. This one was absolutely my favorite, pleats and all. I was teased about it, but I did not care in the slightest. It was a much better version of this.
And 30 years ago, something very similar in rayon, grey, roomy, big pockets, very much the IN thing, at the time, and I wore it constantly.
