Photos by Sarah Veyna
Forever 21 Clutch/Wallet
Handmade Gingham Skirt
White Mountain Loafers via DSW
Some of you might remember that two months ago, I had set a goal to learn how to sew and start making my own clothes. When I first set that goal, I kind of underestimated how challenging it would be to learn a new craft. I just had this vision in my head that I was going to sit down in front of a sewing machine, and that I was going to magically crank out a whole new wardrobe in a month. Well, it’s been two months since I started learning how to sew, and I finally finished my first piece just last week. I made the gingham print midi skirt that I’m wearing in the picture–complete with pleats and everything–and I’m so happy of the way that it turned out. Of course, I have to say that I couldn’t have finished this skirt without the help of my Mom. She was very patient in teaching me how to do everything, and I have to give her credit for attaching the zipper. I bought an invisible zipper when I went to the fabric store, and didn’t realize that it would be much more challenging to attach.
Another reason that I’m so happy to have finished this skirt is because I feel like I’m participating in a family tradition. Since my Grandmother was a seamstress for a living, and my Mom also has amazing sewing skills, I have always felt obligated to learn the craft so that I can pass it on to future generations. It’s actually kind of surprising that I don’t already possess the ability to sew, especially since I used to dream of being a “dressmaker” as a child. I even remember trying to make dresses for my Barbie dolls out of scraps of fabric that my grandmother would give to me. Although I still have so much to learn before I can say that I really know how to sew, I hope that eventually I’ll be able to make the jump from making clothes for dolls, to making clothes for real people.
I hope you all had a fantastic Halloween. Even though it isn’t my favorite holiday, I made the effort to to be festive and ended up dressing up as Mary Poppins for work. Surprisingly, I actually ended up having a lot of fun, and I guess that sometimes it pays off to try out new things. I ended up staying in that night, though, because I was planning on taking my 11-year-old brother trick-or-treating, but he wasn’t in the mood to go out this year. That probably means that he’s getting too old to hangout with his older sister, which makes me kind of sad. But, I guess that he’s going to have to grow up at some point in time!