Sewing Introspection

I stopped sewing for two years after moving halfway around the world (Canada to Sri Lanka). My machines were a different voltage and wouldn’t work here, so I sold them. Then, since clothing is so cheap here and so are seamstresses, I figured I wouldn’t need to sew again. But reality hits – I’m not petite or small, which is what most clothing here is geared for. Makes sense – that’s the usual customer here. And seamstresses… I’ve heard so many horror stories from so many people that, when I know I can sew perfectly well, just makes me want to do it myself when I know exactly how my end product will turn out. Add to that the "need" to sew myself a shalwaar kameez PDQ (to make my mother-in-law happy, really, but also to experiment and experience a new form of clothing), and… I got a new sewing machine (my old one in Canada did straight and zig zag – I bought it used for $25) and started sewing again.

And realized more recently that, guess what? I’m enjoying sewing a lot more now than I ever did before. Old stresses of time constraints are gone – I no longer have to work, so I don’t, so my time is available to spend however I like to. And I’m starting to discover a creative side of me in sewing that I didn’t know existed.

I’ve made a few patterns (commercial patterns don’t exist here – at all) that resulted in wearable items of clothing, and I’m working on improving them. More recently, I’ve been bitten by a desire to sew handbags with my leftover fabric. As soon as some necessary items are done (my husband’s brother is getting married in 2 1/2 weeks…) I’ll start in on that.

That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. :p

Author: LMAshton

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