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Mothers Day was this past weekend and it gave me a little time to reflect on how complicated mother daughter relationships are.

Even Lorelai and Rory fought once.

And how lucky I am to have the mother I do.

Martha Mary Denio Power is the smartest woman I know.  She’s a Nurse Practitioner who makes waves and cuts paths, has gone back to school twice in my lifetime, and has three children who don’t make life much easier (we’re trying mom, we swear!)

She wipes old peoples butts, takes care of any sick person ever, acts as a surrogate mother to my friends, and pours me a large glass of wine when it’s needed.

Not to mention she resisted the temptation of killing me as a teenager. Which I’m not sure anyone would have blamed her for (teenage girls are the worst).

And she helped me sew my graduation skirt.

Now my mother has always been realistic- she’s encouraged my goals but has been the voice of reason.  Journalism- fine, you’re a good writer, you can do it.  Professional athlete- nope, you can’t walk up the stairs without hurting yourself.

So when I brought the idea of the skirt to her, she looked nervous.  But bought the fabric.

It’s been a really nice project these last few weeks. And on our way down to Flatwoods for a conference where I photographed and she was awesome (because that’s what she does) we got the end trim.

We finished the skirt on Friday. And then I graduated on Saturday. Which, among other things, can be attributed to my mother.  I wore the skirt. And it was PERFECT.

Happy Mother’s Day to all those out there who are wonderful like mine. And if you haven’t lately, go do something with yours- I’m not saying the months long adventures of making a skirt beyond your individual abilities (thought it was fun) but something, anything.   They’re pretty awesome, even if it takes passing the age of 18 to realize it.

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On May 12th I graduate from college.  It’s a frightening, exciting, and ridiculous time that I’m enjoying and freaking out during.  Several of my friends and I are blogging about it here so I wont go into laborious detail and bore you unless you click that link.

SO in all the crush of job applications, future freakouts, and sadness of leaving friends I have spent the last four years developing, I decided to throw in another project.

I’m sewing my graduation skirt.

I need to shout out to my wonderful mother first of all.  Sewing a skirt is at times (this one in particular) more expensive than purchasing a similar item. As a fan of retail therapy I’ll have to admit that the ease of just buying something surely is tempting.

But I saw this skirt on a wonderful blog with directions on how to make it months ago and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head since.

So on I went to buy linen, a little more edgy patterned border, and crazy supplies.  Thanks again mom.

Last Friday we started with the two flaps that are explained and I haven’t been able to get back to the Singer sewing machine at my parents yet but it’s coming along nicely!

What’s a project you’ve taken on with best intentions but had little time for? What are you wearing to graduation if you are graduating? And what kind of shoes should I wear!?

My love for fabric stores is ridiculous.

I want to spend hours staring at bright colors and amazing textures and sequins and lace.

As much as I love the Sew Inn and other quaint little fabric stores, there is something to be said about my absolute freakout when in NYC.  There’s a freaking block that has JUST FABRIC STORES.  I mean there are other things. But they are clearly the dominant visual force.

The only flaw is for some reason my friend who was with me for some reason doesn’t have the same feelings towards fabric stores. Though he was a good sport though my ramblings and excitement.

My knowledge that there was a garment district in New York City was zero.  Sure, I assumed in the back of my brain that there were lots of stores and in a city that amazing and large a selection beyond my wildest dreams.  But I never really stopped to think about it.

Until I was walking down 40 West between 7th and 8th and my life changed.

Those photos were quickly snapped in windows and displays and aren’t hardly a tribute to how amazing the block was.  My shock and love was overwhelming and thus poorly documented.

So now I’m doing research.  I plan to start sewing projects in the next couple of weeks, including a skirt I found that would be perfect for graduation (again, shameless plug for Graduation Preparation) so I wish I had previous knowledge but I’ve come to terms with this failure.

There is an entire blog about shopping the garment district, which appears to be a huge expanse of the city and include trim stores, fabric stores, and a variety of other wonderful places.  The amount of my lack of knowledge before this trip bummed me out is completely destroyed by my newfound excitement.

The Gotham Center for New York City History has a great write up of the history of the district so I’ll let that well written version be the informant of how the area became what blew my mind on a trip that included the top of Rockefeller Center and my first in-person view of Times Square.

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