Sew-To-Fit by A.D. Lynn

There is that one dress that I would wear for any event, and maybe just to feel good. I have now moved it to the front of my wardrobe.  I wore it for my 50th birthday party,  a masquerade bash my daughter and sister master-minded while I was out of town on a Palmer-Pletsch Training in Portland, Oregon (more on that in another post). The two of them called me to inform me that I needed a dress just a few days later for a "special engagement party and dinner" for my son who is getting married.  It was known by me that the engagement party was fast approaching, however, I had no knowledge of the whereabouts and details of the dinner.  So, when they continued to ask for names for invites and such, I didn't put two and two together, since my birthday had already passed the week prior.  I had already resolved that I wouldn't be having a birthday party because of my traveling schedule and all else which was going on in my life.  You see, right before I left town

Hello all, this is a special day for me, I have come to realize what it means to me to be a designer.  As I was clearing my picture drives I discovered photos of fun times past.  Often times I like to name my creations, mainly, because it sometimes feels as though I have given birth to a part of myself as I create.  Thus, as each creation takes shape and comes to fruition, after all the long hours of designing, stitching, ripping and re-stitching, from one iteration to another, the final product or garment is a beauty to behold. At least for me.  Creativity takes a great deal of effort and time for a perfectionist such as myself.  The execution for me is absolutely minimal.  It is the "creation" planning, and developing stages that are my handicap.  But watch out, when I finally figure out what is to be done...it's on!!!  Fashion show entry, The Velveteen Rabbit I made this Velveteen Floral Bustier and gave it the name "The Velveteen Rabbit" from a child

Of all the things a woman would be upset about.  Lets see, someone stepped on her new shoes, maybe a bird got her just in the right spot, or perhaps she left her passport at the airport. These are things that warrant being upset!!! Absolutely, I would be for sure.  But Noooooo!!!  This woman ranted on about something else.  Of course she had no clue who she was speaking to.  You see I never meet a stranger. That's right, I don't have a problem striking up a casual conversation with anyone. On this day it was about sewing. Yes, my favorite subject. However, this time it wasn't about me and what I do. I carefully held my interest in sewing my little secret until I allowed her to give me her thoughts. Her thoughts were exactly what she gave me, in all its glory. I'll need to take you back a bit to a time when there was that little ole lady that lived down the block, or was a Sister in the church that sewed.  She wasn't actually a seamstress for all.  Just that