This is the sight that greeted me when I stepped into my sewing room. I'm always pleased when there's a thought process before something gets discarded. Questioning whether it can be repaired, recycled, or reused in some way before adding it to the landfill. However, it's always a little sad when someone's favorite jeans end up on the chopping block. These belong to "Sarah". I suppose she meant for me to save them in some way, with my trusty scissors and thread. We could afford a new pair, but she loves these.
And I suppose she could wear them 'as is'. After all, torn ragged jeans are considered fashion-savvy in some circles. (Would you look at this price tag!) Maybe. In the right setting. Amongst others who get that. For kids living in a rural environment though, it can look downright pitiful. Like you just tumbled off that proverbial turnip wagon. That may not be the case at all, but it's the image often perceived. Especially if there's a great big goofy patch on them - so sensing my cue here, I shall proceed with caution and try and do what I can to salvage these. Maybe fetch me some PR innovation. Then, to be continued . . .
Blanket Statement update: *Thank You* all again for your excited correspondence (in all forms!) I'm thrilled with the response. I've got a load of books ordered and on the way for those requesting signed copies. At the request of Calamity Kim this morning, I've already started a flickr group here, to share your finished projects. Maybe a little soon, since many are still waiting for books to arrive, but it's there when you need it. Join up anytime. And, my book is now available on Amazon and also, I just noticed, online at Target. (I'm so proud.)
Have a great weekend!