using curtain Cloth for summer skirts

Yup. I use whatever I buy for whatever purpose I think it'll do for... Well, you know what I mean! :D

Saris for curtains and bed hangings, curtain fabric for clothing and bags, whatever looks good in the role for stage stuff...

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Last months i started to recycle old cotton skirts into Cushion covers ,,,, mirjam

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mirjam

Well, I always thought so, but according to what people said here when I reported that, it seems to be prevalent throughout the chain.

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Samantha Hill - remove TRASH t

That's because they have no sense of humor. They fell they are just to above being "ordinary clothes." Juno

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I don't shop at Calico Corners any longer because of some snide remarks made by a manager of their largest store here in Houston; she absolutely refused to sell me the fabric I wanted after I said it was perfect for DGDs vests to wear the first day of school. I went to another store and bought it that day, but that was my last visit to any of their stores. Emily

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Emily Bengston

I have a small, triangular scarf that Grandmama made to go with a 3- tiered skirt she sewed for me about 1976-77.

That's a really lovely idea!

Erin (who is holding another Subversiv sysl=F6jd (subversive sewing) workshop at the local cultural festival this Sat. Hopefully, the next generation of sewists will get inspired!)

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by a manager of their largest store here in Houston; she absolutely refused to sell me the fabric I wanted

Huh?!!! Darn strange way to run a business! :-( And this is exactly the type of attitude that quashes creativity!!! GGggggrrrr! (yeah, I'm gettin' worked up here).

Erin

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by a manager of their largest store here in Houston; she absolutely refused to sell me the fabric I wanted

Remind me of the time I went into a store to buy gloves. Very nice, very expensive leather gloves. I wasn't dressed very well that day. In fact I looked like I had just finished cleaning house, which was the truth. The saleslady to a look at me and said something like, Dear, do you think you can really afford them. My answer was, said with a very straight face, I wasn't sure, but since my husband was the owner of the store I'd ask him to get them for me with his discount. Turned around and walked out. Juno

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It's unbelievable that this sort of thing happens. I grew up in Ligonier, Pa., just outside of which is a place called Rolling Rock Farms. The families there are Mellons and Frickes, etc., who drive around in old beatup station wagons, and they tend to wear old Levis and torn plaid shirts, or so it was when I was growing up. Then I lived in NH and took census, supervised by a woman who worked census to get money to pay her taxes -- she lived on the family farm, which was not a working farm, but one with horses and rescued dogs. They had sold the bank to a banking corporation... Then here in Reno, there were people like the Redfields -- he would go around in Levis and a torn shirt, carrying a grocery bag with loaves of bread sticking out of the top - he'd go to an escrow company, take the bread out, and start taking out stacks of cash to buy property. He died, his widow Nell set up a foundation and has endowed just about everything and anything you can think of in this area.

The richest people I've ever known - and that's been a few - didn't dress the part except for special occasions. Which taught me to never judge people on appearances.

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Pogonip

Truer words were never spoken.

Beverly

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BEI Design

Which is not to suggest that wealth carries with it any kind of superiority other than a higher credit limit. ;-)

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I just remembered another Calico Corners outfit. This was 30 years ago, in Ohio, when they were fairly new, and their remnants were just that - inexpensive shorter pieces. I had bought one in a gold brocade which was labelled as two yards. Put it away for a few months, knowing it would come in handy. Then, there was a winter conference coming up for which I needed a dinner dress. Snowing outside all week, and two preschool children, so no shopping possible. Remembered that fabric. Got to work, opened it out and found that, Glory Halleluja, it was actually 3.5 yards.

I turned it into a winter dinner dress. A long, straight skirt with walking pleats at the back, and a hip-length vest. I spent HOURS, crawling around the floor measuring, in order to match the pattern perfectly at the side seams on both the skirt and the vest, plus vertically where the vest met the skirt. I wore it with a then-fashionable body shirt, very tight fitting, in a dark brown, which beautifully set off the gold brocade, and at the same time kept me warm in a drafty banqueting hall.

All for less than $10.

Olwyn Mary in New Orleans.

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When I was in therapy, the guy I was seeing said that when people don't feel loved for who they are, they will go through all sorts of crazy things trying to be loved/respected/whatever for what they have, what they know, who they know, and/or all sorts of other inferior substitutes.

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Samantha Hill - remove TRASH t

Yup! And even rich people can have inferiority complexes. Sometimes I think they are more likely to, especially if it's inherited wealth. Those are also the kids who were raised by nannies and boarding schools.

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