I suppose I should explain why I think of myself as an accidental seamstress.
My Mother is an exceptional artist (of course, she won't admit that). She owned her own clothing store at 16 and to me, there's nothing she can't make. I grew up with the constant whir of the sewing machine in the background, but I wanted nothing...and I do mean NOTHING...
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My new favorite word. Totally.
Also? I still kind of secretly hate you in a really good-natured way. Honest.
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I still can't understand why you hate me.... :)
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