My mother was one crafty gal. You name it, and she could do it: sewing, ceramics, make-up (special effects and beauty), and painting, to name a few. Elaborate, prize-winning Halloween costumes were lovingly (and sometimes begrudgingly) created every fall, complete with full-face makeup; never masks.
In 1995, she swore to never again sew velvet after completing this masterpiece:
Yet only two years later, her sewing machine was abuzz with yards of red velvet as she created my prom dress from a picture in this book of historical costumes, WITHOUT A PATTERN
I'm indebted to her for my sense of design and style, my love of all things "matchy-matchy", and my appreciation of the homemade and handcrafted. I dedicate this blog to her.