I love to feel textures – thick ones, thin ones, nubby ones, silky ones – I love to feel them all. That was one of things I really enjoyed about sewing my own clothes was feeling all the textures as I worked.
I haven’t sown for years, but I still enjoy feeling textures. I’m very tactile. I love handling my glass paperweights and wooden bowls. When I compliment someone at work for a nice sweater, I can’t resist touching their arm and feeling it for myself. And going through the stores, I like to brush the clothes as I go by the racks to feel the fabrics.
My sister and I both made the dresses we’re wearing in this Christmas picture. Hers was a linen type fabric, but mine was a thick red velvet with thin lacey sleeves. I’m not much of a shoe person, but I was thrilled to have those matching red shoes with their big bows.
Have a good weekend! The weather in central Virginia is sunny and in the 50’s. I even sat outside in the sun for a short while to read this afternoon as the dogs went wild in the yard.
Word for tomorrow – GOBBLE. If you prefer to work ahead, see the list for the week under “A Word A Day”.
November 12, 2011 at 8:35 pm
Your mother is beautiful, and your father looks entirely too serious, just like my dad always did in photos… ;)
You and your sister were great seamstresses too! ~ Lynda
November 13, 2011 at 12:19 am
You’re so right about my parents. And yes, my sister and I both did a good job of sewing. Thanks for the comments!
November 13, 2011 at 8:43 pm
Those matching shoes are perfect; great sewing! I’m the same way in clothing and fabric stores, always have to feel the fabrics. I need to get back to sewing, maybe I’ll put that on my list of New Year resolutions.
November 14, 2011 at 9:09 pm
That sounds like a great idea for next year. And yeah, those shoes sure were pretty.