My earliest memories are of my mother sewing on her Singer model 15. All the women I knew sewed - grandmothers, aunts, neighbors - except 1 aunt. She knew how, but was too proud (I now know), and I was so jealous of the store-bought dresses my cousins had. They moved to the city when I was about 9, so I lost that bad influence and regained my love of home-made. When I got too demanding about style, around 12 yo, Mom said she wasn't going to sew for me any more, I had to make my own clothes. Love you, Mom! I am a pretty fair designer and seamstress, but I now prefer to wear jeans and t-shirts so I buy them. I make dresses for my granddaughter, but mostly I quilt. I'd rather be in my sewing room than anywhere else.