My Pillowslip Addiction!

I have to confess a little somethin'...

I can't get enough of vintage pillow slips.

I'm not sure what the problem is here

but when I hit a garage sale or vintage shop, I first make a bee line

to the vintage linen.

 If I score a pillowslip pair, you will find me

doing the "happy dance", yes, publically!

This addiction might date back to spending summers

on my grandparents farm in North Dakota.
Their farmhouse was out in the middle of nowhere
surrounded by fields and fields, for miles,
of tall golden wheat.

A favorite memory of mine was running
with my sisters through the linen
hanging on the clothesline
and then when dry, sleeping cozy in it at night.

Embroidered pillowslips were as much a staple
on the farm as canned peaches and pickles.

This, of course, was an era where embroidery was

as much a part of life 

as watching television is to us this day.

This artform, that I never did conquer correctly,

is sadly becoming obsolete. Yes, I know there are

those that still participate, but I believe they are fewer

and far between than was once the norm.

What has always facinated me, and here's the part
where I take a left turn,
is that a true embroidery artist's work

is just as neat and beautiful

on the outside as it is on the inside.



the inside

My attempts to apply this art has only resulted in a

skewed version of what the art was to look like

on the outside, and a threaded disaster,on the inside,
much like the look of all
the wires behind our entertainment center!

Slips with handmade trim never cease to baffle me.
 To handmake a lace trim so precise and beautiful
 is truly an artform to be admired.

Now, because I am not a hoarder,
I have a collection of
favorite slips I keep for myself and guests,
and I sell many of them on my website
http://www.therobinandsparrow.etsy.com/
for those that want but cannot find!

Happy Monday deary people, thank you for visiting!
xo
ox
clare