OOPS!

 Many years ago my in-laws called us a week before Chanukah and as soon as we picked up the phone began singing Chanukah songs in full voice and chattered excitedly about lighting the first candle of the holiday. It was wonderful to hear their excitement, unfortunately they had misread their calendars and had begun the holiday a full week early.

All this by way of saying that I was convinced until 4:00 p.m. yesterday that yesterday was Friday and I was rushing to finish up this piece of sewing, recovering a couch cushion

before it was time to light Shabbat candles.

The previous iteration of the couch cushion was made in the months before COVID when my son worked at Trader Joes. One of the essentials of that job was a box cutter that he kept in his back pocket, The first day the new cover was on the couch the box cutter tore the new cover. I flipped the cushion over and the next day, the box cutter ripped the other side of the cushion.  It took me until yesterday to actually replace the damaged cover.

Since Shabbat didn't begin yesterday afternoon I made this for the couch in my building  lobby.

The fabric is wonderful, and made even more wonderful by the excellent price I paid for this luxurious fabric.

I had planned to shove a few more topics into yesterday's post. Because i thought I was typing under a deadline i had left off some of the topics.

Firstly a rant.

I belong to several Facebook groups for seamstresses. One group that shows up on my feed is for women who looking for advice about wedding dresses and other dresses to wear to fancy events. I am horrified at just how mean the commenters are to those who post. I have been to many black tie events since I was in my 20s. When I started going to black tie dinners I had no money and not a big budget for fancy clothing. Often what I wore was left of center than the standard because while I could cobble together something sort of kind of right I didn't have the sort of money to wear to the event that some of my co-party attendees were wearing. Many of the other women at these events were some of the wealthiest women in New York.  Never once was I ever made to feel less than for wearing thrift store duds or vintage inspired funky garments. The women on the list though are cruel and cutting and seem to pay no attention to when the posters talk of issues of budget r lack of time or being heavily pregnant at an event. I have tried to post my two cents trying to get folks to be kinder but to no avail. 

New Year's Eve I went with my buddy Alix to see the latest exhibit at the FIT Museum. So, it is an exhibit worth seeing. Valarie Steele is a brilliant curator. The clothes are great. However, this is the second exhibit in recent years where Steele is doing her best to hammer a concept onto perfectly lovely clothing. In a recent interview Steele said that when she was getting her graduate degree in History at Yale when she told her advisor that she wanted to write her dissertation on fashion her professor misheard her and assumed that she wanted to study fascism. Steel's advisor poo-pooed the idea of fashion as serious enough to study.

Anyway...the wall notes feel like Valarie Steele is still yelling at her thesis advisor. Ignore the wall notes except to see who made which garment and the exhibit will be much more enjoyable.

Do see the delightful student exhibit just across 27th street.

This jacket unzips to turn into a complete wardrobe, a dress a skirt. It's pretty amazing.

I was totally smitten by this black dress embellished with gold glass beads string onto stiff plastic wire.

It brings the party to the party.

This jacket and hoody ensemble was a great mixture of casual and dressy.

So now once again I bid you all a Shabbat Shalom!