mending vintage in a chaos

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I have spent several nights trying to repair a jacket from the 1940’s in the middle of a chaos – we are moving and every millimeter of our home is invaded by things.

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It is very boring to pack. So I let my vintage wardrobe distract me. The black jacket for example has lost it’s colour on one arm, it has been bleached by the sun.

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For the moment it seems impossible to fix. The only thing being black is me.

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My final idea is to sacrifice the skirt and cut a new arm. My mother is totally against it but I can’t find a better way.

I also need to repair a navyblue blouse and hide some old stitches on a purple dress.

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So sorry, husband, you have to take care of the boxes on your own, I have some more important things to do!

husband left drifting

I left my husband drifting today on our 10 years wedding anniversary. We went to the pittoresque countrytown Nora in the heart of Bergslagen, the old mine district of Sweden, to visit an antique and vintage fair and I totally forgot about him. When I eventually found him he was deeply absorbed by old football albums from the 1970 World Cup.

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The road map

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Antique and vintage fair in Nora

This is what I happened to stumble over:

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The fit is just superb!
1940’s and the fabric is my favourite crepe.

difficult moment

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I sigh and think and measure and remeasure. This moment, the moment before cutting a fabric is so hard to handle. It is rather dramatic to take the scissor and cut through a nice and expensive fabric. So here I am sighing.

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troubled Torhild Elisabet

The pattern, McCall nr 7849, 1940’s, is of course too small and I first have to adjust the size. I have done that but it was a while ago so I have to check every piece again.

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