America wants me to paint, but I have to sew first because I really need some new clothes and I can’t find what I want in the stores.
A friend that I worked with at a sewing job years ago asked me why I go to the trouble of sewing when I can buy it for less on sale. She enjoys shopping more than I do to start with, but she did admit she never sees bathrobes in yellow. I wanted yellow not white. White is so generic and it doesn’t pick up my energy like yellow does on a dreary morning. And the pajamas in the stores are made of thin cheap fabric that shrinks in the dryer and wears out fast. If you go into a store and scan the room, you pick up black, white, gray, bright red and dark blue, but there’s no wide variety spectrum of colors available. It’s almost like our overlords want us to dress in a sort of uniform. What has happened to individualism? There’s no room for it. When will the garment industry pick up in the USA? This makes no sense to me. We can do better. Forget about all of us looking alike, and no class distinctions based on clothing. Social engineering doesn’t work. When I wear my new fringed jacket, I can tell people are looking at it and judging me to be either rich or an artist. It makes me feel more respected. New clothes, nice colors, and fabrics, it all adds up to a better self esteem and energy. I’m just lucky I was pushed into sewing when I was young. Sewing is like drawing, you can learn at any age and make progress if you practice. Good teachers help.
I’m enjoying the pajama fabric. It’s so soft. From Joanne Fabrics. There’s a thin cloth backing on it which will make it hold up better in the wash too. And they fit just right because I put it on for a fitting and marked the waist before I put the elastic in.
Next project : steal the Mondrian dress. I think I can do it.