Saturday, July 24, 2010
In that vein, I created these sweet little jammies, which are blessedly light-weight and perfect for the gal who would really rather not wear clothes at all this time of year.
My mom, textile artiste extraordinaire, recently gave me this swirly blue silk habotai she had been experimenting with, bemoaning the fact that it wasn't as cool as she thought it was going to be. Well, I loved it. It reminded me of hot Summer vacation days when I was growing up.
We lived in an old farmhouse with no air conditioning to speak of (none at all!) and the temperature would regularly top 100* during the day. At night mom would let my sister and I pitch an old mattress with sleeping bags out in the back yard. We would sit and talk and play stupid games and listen to my sister's little aqua-marine plastic stereo until late in to the night. It's one of my happiest memories from childhood.