Does anybody sew anymore? I mean make your own clothes kind of sewing. As in buy fabric and a pattern. Pick out thread, zipper, buttons (called “notions” in sewing lingo). Then stitch up a dress or a pair of pants.
I know I don’t. Despite the fact that one of the first big items I remember purchasing as a young married woman was a sewing machine, I never put it to much use outfitting myself or my young daughters. Oh, I made the occasional item, a skirt here and there. This one, a toddler size 5, stills hangs in an upstairs closet, though the daughter it was made for is now 36.
Clothes got cheaper over the years with all the made-in-China /Vietnam/Jordan/Mexico imports. And I was a working mom with hardly enough time to cook, let alone sew. My seamstress projects became limited to specialty items, like the “window treatments” (drapes) I made for my dining room.
Growing up, a couple of my daughters expressed a fleeting interest in sewing. In fact, the last dress I remember making was a joint venture with my youngest daughter. We stitched up the simple sleeveless A-line number from this pattern. It looked a lot like the one I made in ninth-grade home economics back in 1969. My daughter liked the dress, wore it, but never wanted to make another.
My grandchildren often ask me to set up my sewing machine. They will cut out and stitch something they can stuff, producing lopsided pillows or vague animal shapes. The boys mostly like pressing the foot pedal to make the machine run.
But maybe my only granddaughter, almost thirteen, will turn out to be a sewer who sticks to it. School will soon be out, and she’ll need some projects. Perhaps she’d like to make a classic A-line dress. I already have the pattern.
To read more about my thoughts on home sewing, click here http://www.rockymounttelegram.com/Patsy-Pridgen/2018/05/06/Sewing-seems-unlikely-today.html