In Support of Sewing Your Own

I found this snarky rant against women’s ready to wear clothing:

http://www.cracked.com/blog/the-7-most-baffling-things-about-womens-clothes/

I am glad to see I am not the only one wondering if some virulent form of insanity is requisite to style and make retail clothing for women these days. I confess, I chuckled at several points while reading the article.

I do not think of myself as puritanical, uptight or repressed. Just sensible. This coming week will focus on getting a pants draft and making pants. Because I sure can’t buy them. I have tried for several years and the compromises need to stop.

I found that Cracked article after Googling the question, “Why are women’s dress pants so close fitting?” I became very frustrated looking for inspiration in Google images and fitting tips and finding only the opposite. Lots of how-to’s for making your clothes as tight as possible, zero on making dress pants that would be considered normal in style and ease for a man.

Honestly, no all of us want to wear something that looks spray painted on. Even if I were as sleek as a panther, I would never wear leggings or yoga pants to work or anywhere out of my home really, out of self respect.

That is not to disparage you if you love wearing form fitting fashions; more power to you. I am speaking for myself here. I am old, lumpy and have sciatica. Tight pants that feel like they are trying to garrote my lady garden? No thanks.

 

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Quilters for Diversity

I do not know why I just found this when it was written four years ago.

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I saw the badge on the side bar of a quilting blog. I need to share it here as well.

Let me explain. I am one of the people who feels a little twinge of discomfort and sometimes outright sadness when crafting blog after blog, video, retreat, guild and meet up photo show exactly zero women like me.

I am not saying this is intentional in all cases. But I want to know why is this still happening?

I have been the rare token in such groups and was definitely treated differently from the other women. My remarkably similar socioeconomic background, education, morals, language, national history, and borderline addiction to quilting all paled compared to that other thing.

My year round tan and slanted eyes seem to be varying degrees of off putting. Instead of a fellowship of quilters, an invisible wall stood between us. The little hints in the way you looked at and spoke to me; the palatable sense of ill-ease. Perhaps I should I have worn a badge that said “Colored NOT Criminal”.

Christmas was so awkward, but I did my best to play along. While we were making our tree skirts, I did not tell you I was atheist because I did not want to be rejected from the group. I crafted along side you as well as I could.

I will never forget the meeting where a rant went round the room because “Queers had ruined the rainbow.” I think that marked my last time at that guild.

“But!” you cry, “Surely not in 2018. We embrace women of color, we embrace queer women. We embrace diversity!”

Except you don’t.

“We have don’t have a problem with all of you.”

If that were true, we would be there with you at your shop hops and classes, along side you at quilt shows and *gasp* we would gleefully, creatively, respectfully participate.

Drop the damned labels and preconceptions. We do not have to be alike to be quilting comrades. Treat me like you want to be treated and we will get along just fine.

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I wrote about leaving the guild I was making the donation quilt blocks for. But, I did not say why I left it. Now I don’t have to.

And then there is MeWe, the Facebook clone organized and based solely on hatred of Facebook. Were that were not distasteful enough, said organization allows hate groups similar to Stormfront, maintains monochromatic optics and ignores all suggestions relating to diversity and inclusion.

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Thank you   for speaking out on this topic. It bears repeating and offered me an opportunity to get a weight off my shoulders. 

You mean sugar and spice aren’t everything nice?

A lot of us creative types pull LOONNNNGGG hours and use stimulants to keep up the pace. I am down to my last vice: sugar. Now my body is warning me to let that bad habit go, too – or else.

Growing old is not for wimps.

I found the following post trying to figure out what the heck was going on – why suddenly my legs want to run marathons when I need to sleep.

The Restless Legs Blog (or how I tried to convince Big Pharma that my legs are better)

For some, this is the ultimate sacrifice. For some it’s impossible to even consider.

According to the statistic below, the average person is supposed to consume no more than 30 grams of sugar a day. There is 24 grams of sugar and 200 calories in a bowl of Cap’n Crunch … so if you’re starting the day off with a boost from Cap’n Crack, that doesn’t leave a lot of wiggle room for the rest of the day. You pretty much have to pull the sheets over your head to avoid going over the recommended amount.

There’s even sugar in table salt. Glucose is a sugar (the main sugar in corn syrup), and is added in small amounts (0.04%) to salt to prevent the potassium iodide from breaking down into iodine, which evaporates away (sublimes).


“Table Salt.” Science Toys sci-toys.com/ingredients/table_salt.html

When it comes to RLS, it’s not a matter of…

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