Ok, so life didn't give me a dress, so much as I bought this dress a long time ago. I'm trying to remember exactly how long, but as far as I can recall, it's approximately as old as my marriage, which just turned ten last week.
I completed my final alterations project, so that is a relief, because there are plenty of other tasks that need attention now. For the project, I re-crafted an old sundress that I still loved too much to get rid of, even though I hadn't worn it in two years.
Confession: my relationship with apparel sustainability tends toward cyclical. Sometimes an outside force causes me to pull back and examine my clothing habits. Sometimes I read a new book and I feel old questions and concerns renewed. I wish I could say that I steadfastly shun all of the tempting apparel out there, but I do still fall prey to over-priced pretty things that probably contain questionable products and which also probably did not earn their maker very much money. Why is that? The question bedevils me.