Jack knows that I love vintage fabric.  He brought some home for me one day.  It was in this really cool bag that he found somewhere- literally, found somewhere: a cloth bag with the word “Laundry” embroidered on it in Chinese-style letters, an innocent joke from the ’50’s that is racist by today’s standards, I suppose. 


Anyway, I made a skirt out of one of the pieces of “laundry” inside.  I wore it everywhere.  I thought it looked really neat.  I asked Jack what he thought of it.  “It looks like a tablecloth,” he said.  Wrong!  It had been a curtain.  And here I thought I was so Gone with the Wind.  So Pretty in PinkMovies can’t even get sewing right.  Except for maybe Silence of the Lambs.