Let’s be honest here, folks. It’s fairly common knowledge that I have a weakness for prints when it comes to fabric. 50s prints. Tiny prints. Scandinavian pony prints. Are they stylish? No. Are they practical? No. Do I still make things out of them and then struggle to wear them in public? Heck yes! And…
Travels
Amanda vs. The Jasmine Blouse
Picture this: Caboolture, 1999. A grunge-y young uni student decides to sew herself a purple and grey bowling shirt to match her new Doc Martens. Utilising mostly self-taught skills and an increasingly frustrated mother to decode instructions, she cuts and pins and stitches until the top is complete. Finished, the shirt is carefully pressed and…
