10 years ago, in March 2003, I got started on this crazy adventure of historical clothing by being intrigued with the Leonfelder 37 gown. Now, with 10 years of experience behind me, I find myself coming back to this dress, and looking at it with fresh eyes. I see the tailor play with bias grain, where I didn't see it before. I have the tools to do actual research instead of just stumbling around in the dark, wondering which end is up (Oh, the original dress diary is painful!!!).
And somewhere in all of this, my writing muse decided to show up, and the words on all sorts of topics have started to flow from my fingers. Its like I had to come full circle in order to move forward, a returning to my roots in order to sprout and move up, which in some odd way makes sense to me.
Now I can analyze and explain this dress, not just try to comprehend the basics. I'm sure in another 10 years, I'll look back on this attempt and see things that I didn't see this time, its just the way things are.