My masculinity is going to take a hit on this one.
My wife recently finished up this sewing class and has enjoyed it immensely. After the kids go to sleep it’s become her routine to sit down at her sewing table and work (play?) for a few hours. I’ve heard it whispered in the past, but apparently it’s true – people will make trips to Japan solely to stuff their suitcases full of fabrics and carry their treasures back to their studio.
After watching my wife work I’ve finally started to pick up on some of the intricacies that make Japanese fabrics so endearing.
NaniIRO (what color) is one of the shops that my wife visits frequently. Sad to say, but I’ve found myself drooling over some of their fabrics, wishing I could reach into the screen and wrap them around myself to bandage my wounded manliness.
They also offer free sewing templates that you can print and make your own clothes. There is something very beautiful and endearing about the hand-written ones. However, according to my wife they make her shudder. For practicality she much prefers the computer-generated ones.
And these are some images from another store she visits, Polka Drops.