About five years ago it hit me. I just having had my first child, it had to be the hormones. I had to have a sewing machine. Probable just another phase, so I went to the local supermarket and bought me a very basic first sewing machine.
Who would have thought…
The phase intrigued me, became a learning experience, became a hobby, became a passion and in the end became my dream job.
I never expected that…
About four years ago, I bought my very first “designer” fabric on the fabric sales evening of my sewing club “Schoten Stikt”. That I would be on the other side of those tables filled with fabrics, helped by the two most important men in my life.
I never would have thought…
Because of that one piece of fabric, I became a fan. I became a huge fan. Fan of colors and designs. Fan of the biological quality of lillestoff.
Who would have guessed…
I met Naomi during an evening of sewing for a local charity. We worked together to build her dream and a couple of months later I witnessed the birth of what nowadays is a well known design studio in the fabric world.
I never thought that would happen…
During a wholesale fabric fair I visited the booth of lillestoff. My husband chatted up the people of lillestoff and showed them some of my designs. Before I had the time to process it, I had just become a designer for lillestoff.
I could have never even dreamt that…
It all felt unrealistic, until last week. The friendly UPS lady brought me a parcel with fabric. A parcel that was just a little bit different then all the other parcels of fabric that are delivered here. The parcel with the very first fabric “Designed with love” by Pieke Wieke for lillestoff.
The fabric got the appropriate name “Squeeze me”. Sometimes I really feel like I’m living in a dream. Not that my adventure as a self employed person has always been nice and shiny.
If you ever pass me by, you’re always allowed to pinch me in the arm. Just to remind me how lucky I am. Lucky to be able to realise my dreams. Every day I can do what I love to do, at my own pace, but also when needed at the pace of our children, supported by everyone I hold dear to me.
So squeeze me…
So I sewed Nand a Liam collar shirt. Two winter knits with matching colors, matching buttons and a little line in elastic biais. A lot of extra details make a lot of extra work, but they really make a difference.
Nand is loving his new collar shirt and so do I. But Arend is less happy. He always gets angry if his brother is wearing them. “Nand you shouldn’t wear that shirt; It’s for girls!”. I guess this shirt won’t be handed down to him.
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