It has been all knit, all the time in 2018. It has been a year of making, designing, selling, wearing, and learning about as many knit things as possible, and it is the most fun I've had at work in a long time.
One of my favorite Instagram discoveries of 2017 was Emily Felix's Unraveling Club, an affordable online course which breaks down the steps necessary to unravel old sweaters into fresh, recycled, knittable yarn.
So I love making goals for the new year, and I definitely have some for 2018, but for this moment I prefer to suck in a deep breath, slow down for a few minutes, and reflect on the passing of 2017.
Were you thinking about making some of your holiday items? Did you get it done?
Contrary to how it might sound when I write about buying less and reusing more, I do enjoy shopping. I can be drawn into the delights of holiday shopping just like the next person, sometimes even relaxing and enjoying it. Who doesn't want to experience a little holiday magic, sweetened with some gift-wrapped goodies?
The last couple of years have been more about knitting than sewing for me, but last month it turned out that I needed to do some sewing. It was a hectic month and sewing hadn't really been part of my plan, but sometimes maybe that's the best way to get down to business, isn't it?
When I first met the man with whom I would eventually marry and have children, I was quickly plunged into a strange world of oil rigs, rotation schedules, offshore drilling, and a lot of moving. It was how I imagined military life, except with less violence and a better paycheck. At the time, I also had been learning about slow and local food and like many, I was growing frustrated with our outsourced American life.
I will be honest, I am not a Halloween person. I am not against it, and I love pumpkins and candy and spooky stuff and fun parties as much as the next person, but I've never been good at pretend. My mom tells me that I was always this way, even as a child.
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.
The weather has cooled, have you pulled out your sweaters yet? Did you ever put them away? I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just wondering.
My favorite jacket, my Dad's old army jacket, has worked hard to earn its place as the inaugural item in The Archives series. Pulling it out of the closet as the leaves start turning and when morning frost coats the grass never fails to make me happy.
In recent years we have been coming to a deeper understanding of our world and the damage that we inflict upon it. There is no doubt that it is depressing; it can really get to a person. In the same vein, if you follow sustainability topics related to apparel, textiles and fashion, you quickly become overwhelmed, reaching the conclusion that it is both difficult and expensive to make 'good' choices.
Recently a friend told me that she thought I handled stress better than she did. I was surprised, and not at all sure that was true, but it got me thinking about the ins and outs of how I handle challenges; about which things are working and which habits have room for improvement.
Minnesotans are a pretty quiet bunch. We are serious and pretty hard-working, not too comfortable with flash and luxury, and for the most part we are busy worker bees. However, we do harbor one indulgent habit...we stretch our summer weekends past the normal boundaries. There are just not enough of them, so instead, we wiggle around the rules.
That's the only piece of clothing that I have bought so far in 2017. There have been a few other close calls...some pajamas had to be returned, some trendy printed weirdly flattering leggings caught my attention briefly, and a beautiful Mexican embroidered blouse also had to go back...that was the hardest one. It was so pretty, but ultimately I had to admit that I already had a shirt very similar to it in my closet.
The average American buys sixty-four items of clothing per year, and most years I'm sure I am somewhere in that neighborhood. I didn't start 2017 with a big plan to buy no clothes, but budget and life constraints conspired, and suddenly five months had gone by without me noticing what had happened. Now it's a thing, and I'm tempted to see if I can go the whole year. Leave it to the curve balls of life to force me back onto a healthier, more mindful path.
According to a 2014 Forbes article cited in a Fashion Revolution white paper, we purchase 400% more clothing than we did just twenty years ago. And that was just twenty years ago, My house was built almost sixty years ago, and my tiny closets remind me every day how different our shopping habits are today.
I have been digging around a little bit to find out more about this idea...did people just buy fewer clothing items in 1960? Why or why not? I asked my mom about the closets and clothing of her youth. What she remembers is that her mom was willing to buy her as much fabric as she wanted in order to make her own clothes, but that if she wanted store-bought clothing, her choices were more limited. I asked her if making her own clothes saved her family money, and her memory was that her mother was encouraging self-sufficiency, rather than trying to save money, which was not what I expected her to say.
So the question is, how many items of clothing do we really need? Do I need bigger closets or more discipline? (Probably both.) If there is an item which is an unusual shape, or made of a special fabric, or is something suitable for a special occasion, generally the result is that it's not worn as often. So we have a closet imbalance, with large volumes of special items that get worn once and a while, and then a much smaller volume of items that are worn in regular rotation. Is that normal? Is that inappropriate? I still ask...why do we need, or think we need, so much clothing? It feels like I still have more questions than answers on this topic, and I am wondering what others are doing...are you changing your closets? Buying less? Moving to a newer and bigger house with glorious, well-lit walk-in closets?
Are you wondering what was so special about that one skirt? It is brick-red suede, and simply beautiful. I spotted it while still pregnant and unable to buy or even wear it. But it became a birthday present when, no longer pregnant, I saw it again at a super sale price. I could think of nothing else for days. How is it that clothing holds such power over us?
This year we moved out of a bungalow built in 1920 and into a rambler built in 1960. I'm not always excited about the change, although in some ways I have been pleasantly surprised. For example, I do not really miss having a third floor (at least for practical matters like having small children in tow). I am, however, bedeviled by our closets. Our 1920s house had added closets from a prior renovation, so we were not experiencing the full storage crisis that we should have been. Our 1960 house needs more closets. More, bigger, with lights in them, closets.