When I was in 4H, I took a sewing class. And, if I remember right, we had to have a fashion show where we put on the clothes we had made for ourselves and showed them off to a table of judges.
If you’ve never had to strut stuff you don’t have in a handmade set of culottes for a cadre of critical seamstresses, count yourself fortunate.
I hated it. I did o…
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