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Month: January, 2012

GRANDMA LUCY’S SCHOOL OF FASHION DESIGN

When I count my fashion influences, my Grandma Lucy is usually not among them. In fact, most of my memories of her clothing include polyester sweatsuits, pilled acrylic sweaters, dickies, and galoshes—or “rubbers,” as my grandpa used to call them (and, yes, always wear rubbers with a dickie!). I love vintage clothing,  but I never thought [...]

SAILOR’S KNOT (the gateway drug)

It was bound to happen. Eventually. My teachers (and certain public service announcements) warned me. Friends tried to help me. Even my poor, long-suffering husband tried to put a stop to it. But I just wouldn’t listen. For those of you who are younger, or less experienced, or as foolhardy as I once was, take it [...]

LADY MESHBETH

I was going to call this shirt Trixie, for the way her various parts slithered, puckered, and even shimmied as I sewed her. But that low-cut mesh back seems a a getup to commit real crimes in, so Lady MeshBeth—a close cousin to that tortured vixen, Lady MacBeth—was the only way to go. The original [...]

KICKING ASS AND TAKING NAMES

At some point this past weekend, while I was working on a writing project, the above phrase popped into my head. Like a kung fu master with a clipboard, I want to kick ass and take names. Of course, I’m not actually going to kick any one person’s booty. Just reach my own goals. Perhaps [...]

THE ALE FOR WHAT CURES YOU

There’s a life cycle to any common cold. Fortunately, the one that’s kept me hacking and grasping a kerchief all week is now packing its bags for the long flight to wherever viruses go to die. The three elements (excluding Theraflu and Wellness Formula) that have helped me get through this week have been lemon, [...]

ON THE UPCYCLE: GRANDMA’S SPARKLE TOP GETS BATWINGS

This past year I re-fell in love with sewing. But I also fell prey to a classic sewer’s addiction: jonesing to wear a new creation every time I leave the house. Churning out an entirely new garment nearly weekly has fattened my closet, but left me feeling consumer guilt. In 2012, I want to do [...]