How Did You Learn to Sew?
I taught myself to sew when I was 8 years old, in 1952. Our family of four lived in a small house, two bedrooms, one bath, living room and kitchen, 782 square feet, in Long Beach, CA. The sewing machine was in my parents bedroom, it was a converted Singer treadle machine that my Dad bought for my Mom, during WWII. One day, I went into their bedroom and dug thru my Mom's stash of fabric and decided to make myself a pair of PJ's. I had no pattern, I just cut, guessed, stitched and made my pajamas. It's an understatement to say I was proud, also, my Mom was not proud, she was livid.
Why Do You Sew?
When I was a teen, I sewed my clothing so that I could have a nice wardrobe. In those days, the 50's and 60's, you could save money by making your own clothes. Later, after my girls were teens, sewing clothing really wasn't economical, but I made all their special occasion and prom dresses so that they could be stylish and unique. They didn't want to look like all the other girls. I also did a lot of home decor sewing in our first house, also in Long Beach, that we lived in for 30 years.
Tell Us About Your Sewing Space…
While sitting at the computer desk, I swiveled around and shot the above photo. Very messy, no tidying up. The photo on the wall shows Babe Ruth and Ted Williams duck hunting in Los Alamitos.
What’s the best thing you’ve ever sewn?
The photo doesn't show the tiny covered buttons along the sleeves and down the back, it seemed there were a zillion of them, there is also a lace train. I made my veil, too.
This is Dad, me, Bob, Mom and my sister.
My great Dad always supported me in everything I wanted to do.
May your bobbins always be full,