was about kicking ass and taking names. And not just me, you did too! On Wednesday, My Daily, the style and fashion journal of The Huffington Post, published an article about how sewing is cool again. We knew that but I guess mainstream society is just catching on. The post ended with a list, or a slideshow, of the six best sewing blogs and I was one of them!
Marci wrote a post shortly after congratulating all of the winners. At the end of the post, she made such a good point that it had me so excited to follow up with her post and write this one. She wrote that what’s indicative about the award is that we know the winners by names. “karen, rochelle, tilly…. and we call them friends. friends that will hoist you up in the air, on the web, and in real life,” were her words exactly. Marci, truer words have never been blogged. If only Shakespeare were alive – this would make for a great line in a great play with even greater costumes (promaballoona x10).
What I find interesting about me and blogging is that even though my hobby and my career are to be public, I’m actually a very private person. Throughout my life, I have been the observer – not the life of the party. Maybe it’s because I never felt like I fit in or maybe it’s because I liked doing my own thing. I never needed others to make me happy. If I want to sew, god damn it, I’m going to sew! As I’ve become more deeply involved in the sewing community though, I’ve felt a connection with the people I met, like I found the place where I fit it. This is absolutely nuts to me because if you would have told me three years ago that I have internet friends, I would have pu pu-ed at such a statement! Sewing community? That sounds so cheesy!
So thank you Karen, Rochelle, Tilly, Nina, Alana, Elena and all the other seamstresses out there. Together, we have made sewing bad ass.
