I also think she's a little crazy. Any sane woman would push dreams of making her 20-year-old a Christmas outfit the night before Christmas Sunday when she already had a skirt to make for her 12-year-old. Blinded by love, Christmas spirit, and a love for all things polka-dotted and twirly, she bought the taffeta, tulle, lining, and a zipper.
Saturday night consisted of Mom sewing from about 6:00 p.m. until 2:30 a.m. Holy toledo. I stayed up with her, feeling like it would make me a horrible person to go to sleep while my Mom worked away at an amazing skirt for me to wear the next day. We were both a little sleepy yesterday, but the thrill of fashion made everything okay.
Sarah and I both love love love our skirts. I've never had coordinating Christmas outfits with Sarah. It was always me and Charlotte who matched.

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Well, that's just about the cutest thing ever. (The skirt(s) and the act.) I'm cracking up over the thrill of fashion making everything okay. And I bet Sarah was thrilled to have something matching with you!
Hmmm. Maybe when Marc made my craft studio for me?
Oh my gosh, Emily! Those skirts are to die for! Absolutely fabulous.
You are so cute! :-)
My mom once gave birth to me with out any kind of pain medication. I guess that means she loves me.
...the wonders of a stylish mother, a hardworking mother, a selfless mother...and,silk drapery overage!
Tooooooooo cute!
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