Treasures from the Basement

Oooh. I’m so excited. Jason dragged me down into the basement tonight (I hate the basement and avoid it when at all possible -there’s some serious bad mojo down there) to look in my many Tupperware tubs (4 of fabric, 4 of yarn, 3 of soapmaking supplies) for some fabric to make him boxers. And to find his soldering iron so that he could put his electric razor back together (don’t ask - things get dull out here).

But when I got down there, I unearthed a huge stash of summer clothes in need of minor modifications. I had set them aside last summer and never gotten around to fixing them up (you know how it goes). I was also looking for material to make some cool summer pants, but what I found (and had forgotten about) was this: some time ago, some friends and I happened upon the leavings of a huge rummage sale that some of the older ladies in Detroit Lakes had put on for some charity or another. One of my friends, who helped put the sale together, brought everything that didn’t sell to the theater one night, and we just dumped out garbage bags full of vintage sixties and seventies gear. Polyester lives! And while I was completely enamored of all of it, everyone else wasn’t quite in the same frame of mind. Therefore, I got pretty much everything I wanted. We’re talking those high necked long sleeved floor length seventies dresses in crazy florals, yards of fabric. Now it’s all piled in the middle of my office, smelling a tad like cool musty basement, and waiting for me. And I am scheming, my scissors are gleaming, and finally I have a table to put my sewing machine on.

A whole summer of groovy pants awaits.