One day Mom would say, "It's time to get busy making you girls new school clothes." We'd march uptown to Hill's Dime store to browse through Butterick, McCalls, Simplicity, and Vogue pattern books searching for the latest styles. Then we'd slowly walk up and down the aisles of fabric to select just the right fabric for our dresses, skirts and blouses. To be honest, I was not always happy that my mom made my clothes. I wanted to dress in Bobby Brooks skirts and sweaters when I got older, even though Mom was an amazing seamstress. I realize now that the clothes she made were far better than anything purchased, but at the time all I saw were girls in name brand clothing and I was in no-name, homemade frocks.
With love and talent, she made the dresses we three girls wore to the prom and wedding gowns for me and one of my sisters. Sewing was my mother's creative outlet. When we grew up, she turned to piecing blocks and then quilting tiniest of stitches to create masterpieces of color and texture that she gave to her children and grandchildren.
I still have the outfits my mom made for me when I was a cheerleader, but the dresses and skirts are long gone. She sewed for my daughter and those sweet dresses remain tucked into a container for safe keeping. I must photograph the quilts and dresses she made when my daughter was a toddler. Each one is a labor of love and a tangible way to hold her close to me, even now.
Blowing a kiss to the sky, Thank you Mom
I'm linking with Kim Klassen for Texture Tuesday. I used Kim's If Only texture with multiply mode at 70% opacity. I added a running stitch brush by Obsidian Dawn along the right and bottom edges.
One more thing...yes I was a cheerleader through junior high and high school. Over the years cheerleaders have been given a bad rap...well it ain't always so. Not all of us were uppity, good in the back seat of a car, snobbish stuck ups with no brains. So laugh if you want, but I'm proud to say I was a cheerleader back in the day, so there!