T&H Blog
Victory is Mine!!!!
I sat in my roomette on an Amtrak train headed south to Tampa. My suitcase was precariously propped on a little shelf next to my seat, threatening to topple onto me...
Victory is Mine!!!!
I sat in my roomette on an Amtrak train headed south to Tampa. My suitcase was precariously propped on a little shelf next to my seat, threatening to topple onto me...
A Tale of Two Shirt-ies(????)
I've learned to accept (or even love) my mistakes because of what they teach me. And I've learned to love the less than perfect garments as a reflection of where...
A Tale of Two Shirt-ies(????)
I've learned to accept (or even love) my mistakes because of what they teach me. And I've learned to love the less than perfect garments as a reflection of where...
Futzing with Fabric
My mother had a wonderful vocabulary. It was full of great expressions and evocative words like galavant and rigamarole.
Futzing with Fabric
My mother had a wonderful vocabulary. It was full of great expressions and evocative words like galavant and rigamarole.
Guest Blog - Kelly Hogaboom
Of all the home-sews one can make, perhaps custom underwear is some of the most satisfying. This month three of us - Kelly from Bespoke Hogaboom, Kevin from Taylor & Hart...
Guest Blog - Kelly Hogaboom
Of all the home-sews one can make, perhaps custom underwear is some of the most satisfying. This month three of us - Kelly from Bespoke Hogaboom, Kevin from Taylor & Hart...
Being Good is Good Enough
I cut the damned fabric. I cut it with respect but without fear. And it was all right.
Being Good is Good Enough
I cut the damned fabric. I cut it with respect but without fear. And it was all right.
