December 29, 2016 3 min read
I come from a family of sewers. My grandmother sewed. My mother sews. My aunt sews and now, I suppose I do too.
When I was 12, I learnt sewing from my grandmother while she was bedridden from cancer. We had a simple embroidery project in school - back in the day when it was considered useful to teach girls needlework (an unrecognisable time in Singapore now).
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