I have a bad habit of keeping everything. A few years ago, my mother picked up a couple of dollar shirts for Lance at a garage sale. One didn’t fit quite right, so I threw it in the pile of items to sell. Some time later (before I’d sold anything from the sell pile) I needed a few buttons fast, so I … Keep reading…

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Nine or ten autumns ago, I was a Doc Martin-clad teenager in an awkward situation. At the time, my ideal outfit consisted of thigh-high stockings and boots, topped with a torn tee and a miniskirt. Oh, the miniskirts. I loved┬áminiskirts. Since I couldn’t quite find my ideal skirt, I used some fabric remnants to craft my own. It was short and heavily … Keep reading…

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Ever play the closet matching game? It’s a morning favorite of mine. Hold up two or three unrelated items and see if they could go together in an outfit; it’s kind of like the closet computer from Clueless, except not nearly as strict.┬áPlay with the textures, the patterns, the colors, and the cuts to see what new outfits are hiding in your … Keep reading…

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