But let’s take a step back.
Once upon a time there was a kid who used to spent her time with her granny watching her sew and embroider. No, I didn’t care much about learning how to sew, I was more interested in the next dress grandma would sew for my Barbie. Creativity has always been my thing: I used to write poems, I liked drawing but I never ever would have thought I could do more than hemming a pair of trousers.
About 20 years later, when I lived in Genoa, Italy and I had a research job, my mom bought me my first sewing machine. It stayed in the garage for a whole year before I decided to bring it home: it was November 2014 and I wanted something special for my Christmas gifts.
Well, I never put it away.
2015 began with my experiments in the world of dressmaking. I had always wished to be able to sew my own clothes but up until then it was more of a lost chance than an actual opportunity. You know when you say “I wish I knew how to…”? Yep, that was me!