Pamela Kazlauskas

Hooked Haberdashery

I grew up with a mother who could craft all sorts of things - sew, crochet, knit, macrame, whatever she decided to do, she could do. As the oldest child, I benefitted from her sewing with holiday matching dresses for meand my Mom - some of my favorites in our old photo albums. Her hideaway Singer machine is probably in some museum somewhere, but to me, it was always this mystical symbol of her creativity. A similar "vintage" model is worth nearly a thousand dollars on eBay! My other favorite in her creative tool arsenal was her set of pinking shears. I delighted in using those, and frequently used them for various reasons - none of which they were actually designed for. Only now, decades later, do I understand her horror when I delighted in using pinking shears for, well, everything other than "pinking." My husband has been the beneficiary of similar sentiments when grabbing my scissors for some task or other.