This stripey cotton legging is not the only pant onto which I have inflicted awkwardly crotch-adjacent damage. But given their graphic pattern and close fitting nature, I thought these should get a treatment suggesting things that happen in the gusset area. The mend is simple: drop-shaped patches cut from old red t-shirt appliquéd over the holes with blanket stitch. And thus is another mending pun born.
This is one of my most favorite gone-vintage-in-my-closet frocks, a black cotton number by Willi Smith with a voluminous skirt and a mother of pearl buttoned... View full details
Principal victim of the great mothpocalypse of 2017 (husband's closet), this Scottish Geelong lambswool ribbed blue cardi is nearly all darn and is a right... View full details
RIP Queen of Punk. I love my Vivienne Westwood early-90s sort-of-bondage dress, all asymmetrical in charcoal wool jersey with mysterious webbing straps that sort of... View full details