I can still remember the thrill of emptying my first spool of thread. I was a junior in high school and was sewing on my trusty Kenmore sewing machine that I had purchased with money earned as a checker at Ream's grocery store in American Fork. I can't remember what I was sewing but I do remember it was a spool of white thread.
|Fancy Nancy's sister, Carolyn|
|A Fancy Nancy apron|
In my defense, I never had a sewing teacher who took the time to teach me how to adjust a pattern to insure a good fit. My junior high home economics teacher was just plain grumpy and seemed bothered by the idea of teaching 'tweens' how to sew (or any other subject) and my high school teacher gravitated towards the girls who were willing to brown nose.
|A Fancy Nancy sewing friend|
|Fancy Nancy's kitty|
As you can tell from the picture, this year has been a busy year. I can't wait to share some of my finished projects but right now I've got to run . . . my sewing machine is calling to me.