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Nov 21, 1976

I am often asked when did I start sewing. I felt like I have been sewing forever so I really did not have an answer for them. Most times I would just say I was 14 years old.

Turns out I was right.

Sister Gladys O Christian was a close friend of my mother's. She was at least 20 to 25 years older than my mother so we treated her like a grandmother. She probably was the one who got my mother to teach me to sew. She visited us just about everyday.

I remember making a yellow pant suit. When I finished I proudly show it to her and she inspected each and every seam and then she had me model it for her. It fit great and I really loved that suit. She told me that I did a very good job.

The next day she came to the house with a book I was not at home at the time but she left it for me.



Inside she wrote To Lavon From Sister Gladys O Christian November 21, 1976.

I had completely forgot that until I found this book again. I remember going to her apartment in the senior building and thanked her. She said it was given to her by an aunt. Since I was doing so well she thought I could complete some of the projects in the book.

Did I wear that suit in November? Yes I did and I got lots of comments about it. Gregory said it was a nice suit but I should have waited until Spring to wear it. He said I was a chick that hatched early.

To the project at hand. My winter jacket. I should have a lot more done but I don't. I got a little distracted when a close family friend had a death in her family and we went to offer comfort and support.

I did get the interfacing done.





These are fusible interfacing. The grey interfacing = Suit Shape which is a canvas interfacing. The Black interfacing = Shape flex this is also a canvas interfacing but it is much stiffer and I am guessing that this is the best use in the jacket that I am making.

I took my time with the fusible interfacing because if the iron is too hot it puckers and if the iron is too cool the bond is temporary at best. So tomorrow is a non sewing day so I may cut the lining then and start sewing on Wednesday because Thursday is Project Runway day.

Do something creative every day!

Comments

Kathy V said…
Well it looks like you are off to a good start.

That is a nice story about the yellow pantsuit and it is neat that you remember exactly when you started sewing.

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