My little granddaughter loves to shop, just like her mom. She recently went shopping for school clothes, and being the little fashionista that she is, it was a long day. She likes certain styles, and colors, and even has an opinion about fabrics. It sure is different than when I was a kid.
|Flour sack fabric 1940-1950|
When my girls were growing up, I made all their clothes, but they were label conscious. There was a SAS fabric outlet store not too far from us, and I scored with labels--they were rejects from the manufacturer, but no one ever knew the difference. My girls were happy--they knew they were fakes, but didn't lose face with the other kids and the money I saved was amazing. Which brings me to this thought, it is sad that status symbols are often more important the a persons substance.