Of white cotton and lace
I grew up watching my mother cutting and sewing little dresses in white embroidered cotton for my two sisters and I. On my first trip to Madagascar, when I was a child, I met my aunts and a myriad of cousins who sewed beautifully and patiently embroidered cotton napkins, tablecloths and sheets. Certainly, I inherited the sewing gene. Sewing calms me down and brings me peace. I started a small series of white and cream indoors clothes for my own pleasure, with the intention to hopefully market it some day, but in the meantime, they quietly rest in my bedroom, waiting to be worn on a lazy summer day.
ps : I would like to give a big THANK YOU to Karina of colorful design and fashion blog El Beso, for featuring one of my bags....
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