They Don't Make 'em Like They Used To!

Jason's aunt (whose age I won't guess in case she reads this) found a dress that her mother ("MawMaw" to us, who passed away in 2006) had made for her over 50 years ago. The dress was made to look like a flower petal, and unfortunately the hat that was made to match it was lost. She washed it and pressed it and wanted to see if it would fit Summer.

I was expecting a worn-out shredded piece of cloth, but to my surprise the dress looked practically brand new! I compared it to today's Wal-Mart junk in Summer's closet that begins to unravel after you wash it only once. Once again I am reminded of how we assembly line Americans have lost the art of quality!
What a shame! Makes me wish I had sense enough to learn to sew well!

(That's not a stain on the dress, it's water where I sprayed her hair to fix it)

Funny note: Jason's aunt wore this dress when she was about 5 years old. Summer just turned 2 and it fits her like a glove.

My line of Stringers runs a little big. :-)