The truth is I'm not sure - there is just something very peaceful about it for me. I enjoy the steadiness of the machine, I love the colours of the fabric, I love unusual things and I love the finished products. Sitting on my own in a room may not come naturally to me but it has become something I treasure - stitching and snipping away to create something I love.
The time that I got into sewing clothes was when I was at school - sewing with friends for a textiles GCSE and somehow I came up with the mad idea to make my prom dress. It was before the time of so many people owning digital cameras so I don't have a picture. It was a satin purple in a medieval style with flowing sleeves - definitely not the top fashion of the day but I absolutely loved it. From that point I dabbled on and off with crafting until I made my wedding dress and then continued on from there.
I had a good think though and realised that actually my earliest sewing memory was making this little chappy with my Mum.
I was given a little sewing pack and set about - probably one set of holidays - sewing him up. I still think he is pretty good and definitely very cute! I cannot remember how old I was but it would have been in primary school at some point. I remember setting all the pieces out on my Mum's bed and her helping me figure out what went where. Then I remember being very proud of the finished product - I can't remember much of the actual sewing process but it made me smile to think about this little duck. Definitely a happy sewing memory for me!
What is your first sewing memory? Can you remember sewing as a child or was it an adult hobby? Do share your first creations with me!
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