Removing the (beautiful) collar from this linen shirt makes it just a little more casual in my mind + will probably earn it more time on my body as a lounging-around-the-house top with shorts or as a tuck-it-in-to-high-waisted-pants top for work.
(I'm surprised I didn't share the first patch that was stitched on our roadtrip to Asheville, North Carolina. (I love stitches with traveling memories.) It was a big, round, denim patch that was pretty cool, but sometimes I felt like I wanted something a little less conspicuous. It's getting worn more often now.)
(That army jacket benefitted from the offcuts from the same ankle bone skimming hemline on my army pants.) :)
Taking time to get intimate with my clothing truly does reinforce my relationship with each piece. I reawaken to this connection with each intervention.
The immense value of the farmer's time in sowing seeds, cultivating + harvesting natural fibers comes into focus. I feel gratitude for the process of spinning fiber into thread that gets woven into cloth. I consider the effects that the dyes have on surrounding waterways + the origins of the buttons, zipper + thread. I can imagine myself sitting shoulder to shoulder with the people who cut + stitched the garment together. I honor all the time + effort + work that went into each of my garments by wearing it again + again. I am honored to wear their handiwork...and the little that is mine too.
Love,
Jane