I've
always LOVED to sew. It's so good to find, in a world of many
distractions, that there are women everywhere, especially young
women, who love to sew too.
The
start of my own sewing adventure reaches so far into the past it even
predates the mini skirt! My first machine was a secondhand tabletop
model with a hand-wind sewing mechanism. On this dinosaur I made my
first outfit at age fourteen in 1960.
The
outfit was a trendy jerkin and straight skirt in a large houndstooth
patterned, cream and chocolate coloured woollen fabric. My mother had
made all my clothes up to this point on her Singer treadle machine,
which she treated with great reverence and threatened dire
consequences if my brother or I touched the tension, or indeed any
other part of the machine. That Singer sewed a more perfect straight
stitch than any machine I've ever since encountered.
When I
began to get picky about the styles Mum wanted to sew for me she
solved the problem by suggesting I (jolly well) make my own clothes.
As I was deemed too untrustworthy to be let loose on the Sacred
Singer, Mum purchased the above mentioned machine and, in spite of
that unpromising start, I fell in love with sewing.
At age
sixteen I graduated to a new electric Singer with a foot-operated
button, not a great design, nor a great machine in general but an
improvement on the hand operated job. I sewed myself silly. The house
was awash with dropped pins and cotton threads, fabric scraps and
pattern pieces. When my long-suffering family tired of this chaos, my
sewing activities (and associated mess) were banished to my bedroom.
I made
an outfit for every occasion: skirts and dresses for work, outfits
for weddings, outfits for boat race day, outfits for the beach, party
dresses, ball gowns, summer shifts and winter suits. At age
twenty-one in 1967 I the made the big one: my wedding dress.
I
upgraded to a Husqvarna 2000 machine sometime in the 1970s and I'm
pleased to report that it's still going strong. It's seen times of
extreme activity—such as making children's fashions for sale in
boutiques and sewing for myself and my own children—and times of
inactivity during my years of work as a garden designer. Now I've
joined the ranks of the happily retired (and at last have a
designated sewing room) the Husqvarna is once again in regular use.
I hope
you'll enjoy sharing my ongoing sewing adventure.
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