My Childhood Memories of Sewing

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At a very early age I remember dressing up my dolls in as many outfits I could. I especially liked the bigger dolls, whereas I was able to use newborn baby clothes that my mother had been collecting over the years. I guess every little girl did that. But, I think not everyone's girlish habits continued, like it did for me.

I was now in the 4th grade and dolls didn't interest me all that much anymore. I remember I had gone to my mother and said that I would dress Jimmy, my two year old brother from now on. Coming from a large family my mother was so happy to hear that I would be in charge of washing, ironing, and folding Jimmy's clothes. And he sure did have a lot of clothes. My mother is the type of person that recycles clothes from one child to the next. I really didn't know what I was getting into at that point. I had just liked the idea of having to coordinate his shirts with his pants. Even if the clothes were a little outdated, at least he looked neat and most importantly, matched.

Well that episode didn't last long. I remember just giving up after I had all his clothes well organized in his drawers and I had been dressing Jimmy everyday for a couple of weeks. I didn't realize that it would be a lot of work. I was always trying to keep him clean all day long so that I wouldn't have to scrub his clothes down like my mother usually did. And since Jimmy was only two, he didn't like the fact of having to wear his shoes all day, his shirt, and his socks. He would take them off whenever he felt like it and always misplace them.

At age nine I went to Mexico for my summer vacation. I visited many of my relatives and noticed that all the females had a special talent. They all made different things at home. Some made special...

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...at said sewing lessens. This excited me very much, but at the same time I knew that the lessons were probably very expensive, and I knew my parents couldn't afford it, so I didn't pursue it. Little did I know that from that day forward my conscious would haunt me forever.

I was now determined to learn how to sew properly and make clothing like the top designers do. And not until college was I able to pursue my childhood dream. I'm now able to attend sewing classes and create my own fashion designs. And now when I look at fashion magazines my outlook is a little different from that of my childhood days. I pay closer attention to the design of the outfit and learn more about the type of fabric that might have been used. I believe that fashion magazines are one of the most valuable sources for today's fashion, so I take that medium very seriously in my line of work.

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