I was actually doing pretty well for myself, thinking that I’d been careful with my garments over the years even when having a drink or two. What can you do if you catch the lace on a 1940's dress and it disintegrates before your eyes? Not a lot except have a bit of a teary & complain that life just isn't fair.
I was in the kitchen earlier in a 40’s slips & I managed to catch the edge of the silk on the dining room table before hearing a heart-breaking rip! I suppose that sometimes there’s nothing you can do to halt time and prevent a tear...
Of course I will try to fix my slip best I can, or rope mother dearest into the act as her hand stitching is far neater than my own. Failing the mending skills, I may need to buy a new slip for that retail therapy buzz! Not all is lost.
x Sianne
I cry over slips tooooo!
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