Hi my name is Hillary and I love to sew! I especially love to sew from vintage sewing patterns, particularly from the 1920s-1970s. I love to read old sewing books and patterns too, and to do the detective work of figuring out all that went unwritten in those old patterns, all that assumed knowledge that we no longer pass on.
Previously most of my sewing has been posted to my Flickr page. Sewing is by far my favorite hobby, and there never seems enough time to do it in, which is why I have been so blog-resistant for so long. However, I have learned through participating in wonderful Zoe’s Me-Made and Self-Stitched events how inspiring and rewarding it is to be more active and engaged with the extremely talented online sewing community, so I’m finally taking the blogging plunge!
As I’m sure you’ll agree if you’re reading this, stitching is tops! A friend of mine calls it my sewing meditation because of its unique and profound de-stressing properties for me. Sewing just has so many more different facets for me than other pursuits- relaxation/antianxiety, intellectual/historical/continuing ed, creative/artistic and artisenal/crafting, and the sheer enjoyment of beautiful color and texture.
I plan to use the blog to document my sewing progress, but also to gush about my current pattern crushes, and muse about project challenges. In short, standard-issue sewing blog! Only sub-set really is my patterns overall tend to skew earlier in the 20th century. (I have a particular partiality for Colette Patterns too.)
Also, since I just moved to Fargo last year, which is an interesting mix of intrigue, amusement, affection, and exasperation for me, I do find myself wanting to the town a definite star of the blog. If I find I do in fact have readers and they actually turn out to be turned off by that aspect, I can of course tone down the Farblogsky. But Fargo is a major character in my life right now. Although I spent my whole adult life up til now in Minneapolis, I did grow up in Bismarck, way in the center of North Dakota where it starts to feel like “The West”. I thought I had a pretty good handle on what “North Dakota-ness” was to me, but this place is surprising in how completely different it is from my expectations.