Discovering My Style…

Discovering My Style When I was young, my mother, like many mothers, chose my attire for me daily. My only requirement was to put on what she selected. She bought the clothes she felt would look good on me and so forth. As a teen, I hated shopping because she would always harp on howRead moreRead more

My Addiction…

It’s been months since I’ve indulged. Months since I’ve lost myself in it. What am I referring to? Sewing. Yes, sewing is my addiction. I have serious withdrawal symptoms when I cannot sew on a regular. I haven’t sewn a stitch since mid June and that seems like it was a lifetime ago. I quiltedRead moreRead more