I Could Make That
WhatIWore: I have a problem that’s a good problem to have. Sometimes. When spring and summer roll around, I’m always drawn to pretty prints in full skirts and dresses, but I rarely drop the dough to take one home. Why? Because I could make that.
I was raised in a “why buy it if you could make it” family. Why eat out, when we could cook that? Why hire a lawn maintainence company, when we could mow? Why hire a painter when we could drag out the ladders and scaffolding?
Why buy clothes, when we could make them?
My family is full of doers and makers and our house was never short on supplies for whatever projects we dreamed it. My dad has a garage full of tools. My mom has a room full of fabric and paint. I’ve never had a store bought birthday cake. Instead of buying flowers from a florist for my wedding, my dad and uncle grew them all. We are the kind of people that see something we like and think I could make that.
I’ve heard great stories of when my mom was a teenager and her early examples of I Could Make That. She had a cream wool sweater and every Saturday morning she would walk downtown to the fabric store, buy a yard or two of a new fabric and make a skirt and matching collar and cuffs to sew to her sweater. And every Saturday night she had a new outfit.
I’ve inherited the spirit of making it, instead of buying it. Keep Reading…