Please enjoy a few of the pieces that I’ve sewn over the years, along with some wholesome anecdotes and cherished memories.
If you saw me on St. Patrick’s Day in McDonald’s eating fries alone in this two-piece, no you didn’t.
I made this from my father’s favorite shirt. He still thinks my mom ‘accidentally’ donated it.
This ensemble looks best in a dark, foggy basement with limited ability to observe details.
This was a thrifted pillowcase before taking its final form as a top. Did I wash it prior to making it? I plead the fifth.
This dress experienced Disclosure live at The Mirage and she’s never been the same. She being the dress, of course.
My first attempt at making a wire corset. Also my last attempt at making a wire corset.
Made with love and tears in a laundry closet while the rest of my family took over the house with their Covid germs back in ‘21.
If you ever accidentally make a skirt that is clearly lopsided, just wear it to boozy brunch and gaslight people for being too drunk if they call you out.
I flew over the handlebars of a Citi Bike in the middle of the street while wearing this little number.
Made these showstoppers in an adult sewing course taught by a sweet old lady. Hi Janine! Still mad at you for failing me!!
If you’re thinking ‘that skirt looks like a bed sheet’’, that’s because it is.
This top is the way that I found out it’s legal for women to go topless in NYC. (Pro tip: always double sew your straps.)
The current WIPs.
Imagine a flowy, asymmetrical, intricate, two-piece, wrap-around that one might wear to a cooler version of Burning Man. Now lower your expectations by 75% and squint your eyes. That’s the vision.
Plan still TBD. Open to suggestions!
Stay tuned!