Earlier this spring, when I was in the fabric district one of the stores on 8th Avenue, (perhaps it was Ebad) they had a giant cardboard box filled with odds and ends that they were selling for silly prices. One of the treasures in the box spoke to me. It was a length of a border printed Pucci-esque jersey. It was in the bin because there was a slight printing error in the fabric. I think that the piece ( about a yard and change) cost me about a subway fare, perhaps it was a bit more. I'm in the middle of solving problems on an invitation that I'm designing . I am also figuring out my next trip to Boston to ease my mother's transition from a medical facility to home. So, of course it seemed the perfect moment to expend some nervous energy making a dress out of the fabric. The fabric has borders along both selvages and I was nervous about getting enough fabric for the body of the dress out of a not quite full width, of not all that m...
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