I had a piece of blue tartan fabric lying around and sewed it into a skirt –plain and rough, more for practise (see item 12 on the list) than fashion. But I wear it anyway.
Now there´s a woman I know, really pretty with long black hair, always dressed smartly. When she saw my skirt, she started laughing.
“Is that a blanket you´re wearing?” she grinned.
I explained her that it wasn´t, that I had sewn it myself. Showed her how amateurishly the zipper had been installed.
“Oh,” she said.
That evening I looked at the skirt again and realised that, yes, the fabric was indeed intended for blankets. Whatever, I thought. And the next day I wore it again to take my daughter to school.
When I met up with my friends at the school gate, Ramón pointed at the skirt with a smirk on his face and said: “What are you doing wearing a blanket?”
I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders.
Then suddenly the black-haired woman, who is part of our little group, turned to Ramón and told him off in a stern voice.
“Hey!” she said. “She sewed that skirt herself, you know!”
She was all serious, not a trace of irony.
I hadn´t felt in the least offended by that blanket-remark, but still I thought that was really sweet of her.
Van wat Schotten rokken maken, maken anderen dekens… So what?!
Hahaha, zo is dat 🙂
Wat een leuke rok en wat een leuke foto. En kleren maken is de beste aandachtsoefening … En wat ben jij veelzijdig.
Da´s een lieve opmerking 🙂 Ik ben er niet zo goed in hoor, echt recht zijn mijn maaksels nooit :p maar het is inderdaad een geweldige oefening in aandacht en concentratie. En rustig blijven en geduld hebben, en stap-voor-stap werken… Ik heb er al veel meer van geleerd dan naaien alleen.