I come from a long line of sewing women. My mother was an expert sewist. She could whip up anything imaginable and she produced jaw-dropping garments and home decor, foot pedal to the metal. Mom was sewing when sewing wasn’t cool – Unless you needed something you couldn’t find in a store or catalog, then she was suddenly super cool to you. I, on the other hand, could follow a pattern through to a finished project.
Sewing is as much an essential life skill as cooking. Clothing yourself, at least in this society, is as necessary as eating. Buying all your clothes, home decor, and other fabric necessities from a store is exactly the same as relying on restaurants for every piece of food you put into your mouth. Sure, there are people that do eat restaurant food exclusively, but I think it’s universally agreed that cooking your own meals is healthier and more budget-friendly.
Often, while trying on clothes in the dressing room, you are charged what I call the Dressing Room Emotional Tax. When you find clothes in stores that you love and you take them into the dressing room to find that none of them fit, you are mad at your body for not fitting into the clothes you want. I’m not saying you should be mad at the manufacturer either. It is impossible for a clothing manufacturer, large or small, to produce clothes with your measurements in mind. Mass producing clothes can only work for dolls.