A very long time ago, in a quiet corner of a Pacific Northwest apartment, a little girl put her tiny toes on a sewing machine pedal for the first time. And it was love.
Through the years, this little girl grew quite tall and found little to love about frocks in the shop. "Too short!", she said. "Not me!", she proclaimed. And the love between she and her vintage Kenmore blossomed.
She sketched and stitched, and swore and bled. And yet there was nothing that made her quite as happy.
As this little girl grew older and (some might say) wiser, she realized that no mere job would do. No... she would be a creator. She would be honored to create little bits of whimsy for the tiniest of folk. And cozy bits of lovely for the little dreamers in us all…
- Joined September 30, 2008