When I pivoted De Morbo Sacro in the sewing direction, my intention was to intersperse posts dedicated to my thrifting process amongst the project recaps. Lest you think that the lack of said entries is due to failure on the thrifting front, let me assure you that I've continued to steadily build a hoard of … Continue reading Thrifty
I sew for many reasons—the pleasure, the satisfaction, the skills-building, the way it scratches an OCD itch. One of the biggest ones, though, if not the biggest, is to learn how to not just accept but also embrace my changing body. A body I've never felt at home in. A body I've never put much … Continue reading In Short(s)
OK, here it is: the second instalment of a two-part series of posts about irons. Riveting stuff, right? It's exciting to me, anyway. I long ago stopped pretending that this blog is anything but a vanity project through which to indulge my whims and interests in a semi-anonymous format; as you might have gathered from … Continue reading Ironing It Out
Please note that this is part one of what I swear will be a two-post series. I'm serious this time. Bear with me. In the list of sewing-related activities I dislike, a very close second to cutting is ironing. For the purposes of this post, which isn't a how-to but rather an opportunity for me … Continue reading Wrinkles
When I was ten or so, my mom sewed a solstice dress for me to wear to winter solstice rituals. (I won’t elaborate on the yearly event, but think “simulated birth canal.”) I still have that magnificent gown, which is in a purple 1990s celestial print that could be mistaken for nothing but a relic … Continue reading Curse of the Solstice Gown
If the last three shirts I’ve sewn are anything to go by, it’s safe to say that I’m squarely in my camp-collar era. It all started, of course, with the Gilbert. Next was the Donny. For months, I kept seeing Friday Pattern Company’s Donny Shirt while perusing other people’s finished objects on Instagram. IG’s algorithm … Continue reading Oh Donny Boy
Before I get caught up in a million project recaps, I'm going to make good on my promise to maintain the disability component of DMS. This feels important because the more time passes, the more I realize that accessibility-related considerations play into almost everything I do, hobbies included. Not always in a bad way, though: … Continue reading Cutting It Out
I’m finally sitting down to hammer out my first post-pivot post after a brief pause caused by sewing-related distraction and my inability to decide how best to launch this next chapter of the life of DMS. When imagining how it'd take shape, I assumed that I'd begin by reaching back to my first completed project … Continue reading When Life Gives You a Ridiculous Tablecloth, Sew a Gilberto
The more time passes, and the more consistently secure I feel in where things have settled with my health and my daily rhythms, the more aware I’ve become of how different my life is now as compared to how it was when I published my first De Morbo Sacro post eons ago. Back then, epilepsy … Continue reading From DMS to … DMS
I sat down at my sewing table a few Saturday mornings ago with two free hours to work on a skirt that was nearing completion. It was the home stretch—the satisfying yet infuriating stage of garment construction in which you can see everything coming together and are eager to get ’er done and try it … Continue reading Seam Screams
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 