I remember the very first item I sewed. It was a cape for my Skipper doll. Not Barbie, mind you but Skipper. I remember going to So-Fro Fabrics and picking out the fabric. It was a large polka dot print with a soft pink background and the dots were a bright fuschia pink. It was a polyester silky type fabric.
The cape seemed rather daring for Skipper but I had plans for her. The cape was only the beginning. After I made the cape I sewed up an entire wardrobe for her. I made cropped pants out of a white cotton print, hand stitched a tube top that would never stay on her flat chest and a dozen or so skirts and dresses all bold and colorful. Skipper was stylish. So unlike me at the time. Skipper’s wardrobe was daring, feminine and the envy of Barbie and her posse.
I remember going to the fabric store and sitting at the counters that had all the pattern books. Flipping through all the pretty dresses was as enjoyable back then as it is now. The thought of buying a new pattern, or making something new was exciting. There were possibilities; endless, exciting possibilities all contained in a pattern envelope.
Sewing for me quickly became an enormous creative outlet. However, It wasn’t until much later that I began designing and making my own clothes. I’m fairly certain Skipper would be constantly raiding my closet today.
I love seeing how my own wardrobe has evolved over the years. Right now I’m intent on making classics. Filling up my closet with items that I’ll wear again and again. And, guess what’s on the fall agenda? A cape.
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