Life in late capitalism can be vexing, alienating, fragmenting, and otherwise frustrating. There are many wonderful things in my life, but I'm more likely to talk about what's bad rather than what's good. I'm going to try to post one good thing here each day, and if you would join in by adding a good thing from your day in the comments, I'd love it--I'd absolutely love it. --RR
8/6: hemming
My mother is a costume designer, so of course (and thankfully) she taught me how to sew. Throughout my high-school years and during college vacations I spent many hours making my own clothes. I don't do much extensive sewing these days; time is at a premium, and fabric prices are such that it's nearly as expensive to sew clothes as to buy them already made. I do, though, hem my own pants (which is always necessary, given my 5-foot stature). Today I hemmed two pair. It's nice to have them ready to wear, plus I enjoyed remembering what it felt like to spend time in the sewing room back at my parents' house.
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