For as long as I can remember vintage has always been in my vocabulary. My Mum, Grandma and Aunties are, or were, all crafty ladies.
For my Gran it wasn’t a hobby, but a way of life. She grew up at a time and on a farm where if you didn’t make it, you didn’t have it. She was so old school – she used an old wood fire driven oven until the day she died. It was a beautiful matt black oven trademarked “Luxe” – with pots and kettles bubbling away on top and delicious smells of rock cakes and Anzacs coming from the oven. There was a little door that flipped open where you could feed the wood into it. My grandpa was constantly resting his well darned socks on the little door while sitting in the comfy armchair beside it, half asleep and as full as a goog (as he would say). We would toast our bread with our toasting forks in the embers and to grandmas frown we would flick water onto the stove to hear it hiss at us. It was an edifice that symbolized family life and it’s a time that will stick with me forever.

fabrics for vintage dresses

It has helped to shape who I am and the practices I use in my working life. It’s about not cutting corners and to use everything until it’s broken and then fixing it to make it work again. I cannot walk past a vintage curtain/table cloth/sheet without seeing the potential for it to become something again – to give it new life.
See my new reversible vintage dresses that are available now. To stock or buy email – emma@knufflekid.com