My mother was a seamstress and would flip out every time she saw a garment where the pattern didn't match at the seams.
My mother was a seamstress and would flip out every time she saw a garment where the pattern didn't match at the seams.
anyone who has a real craftsperson in their family knows the judgement they will throw behind the backs at bad quality My MIL was a printers wife who I am sure rolls over in her coffin daily at the horrendous formal invites that people do "on their own" online
My mother passed in the 1970s. Plaid was her demon.