A while back I was full of my cleverness in repairing my bathrobe . I thought that by reinforcing the worn out edges of the robe I would get a few more years of wear from a beloved garment. I realized that I had mad the same error that many of my clients do. they bring me a beloved textile and assume that with just a bit of a nip and a tuck it will be as good as new. Often though, I have to be the bearer of bad news and inform my client that their beloved item is too far gone. That when I looked carefully I can see that the textile is on it’s last legs and it really isn’t worth putting in the time and effort into repairing it. I bought the red and white striped seersucker to repair my robe, gave it a new nifty trim…but that robe began to disintegrate within a few weeks of my completing the work on it. It was time for a new robe. I did look around for some nice white waffle woven cottons… But given that I have a closet overflowing with fabrics I decided...
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