I wasn’t surprised to fall in love with handsewing, mending, or machine sewing this past year — the practice of it, not just lusting after it in books, real life fashion, Insta, Project Runway binge watching or via frantic Pinteresting. That crafty love story has been a long time coming.
But the idea of #visiblemending, of repairing clothing while all but flaunting the fix? Biiiiiish! Be still my imperfection loving heart.
I dedicated part of the recent Labor Day weekend to remedying the #chubrub every pair of my jeans inevitably suffers with a little first time sewing machine freestyling and interior patching. And my inner thighs approve this message.