Jenny Sigler – More Fashion Accessories from Thrift Store Jeans

Cleaning out some “filed” emails I came across this one from almost three years ago.  Better than late than never I’m posting another project by my Mom. In her own words:

Hi Tracy,

When I was talking to you about making the jean purse and items for  Paris and Mars, I mentioned that I had also picked up a pair of embroidered jeans that I was going to make something out of for Ally for Christmas.  I finally got around to finishing it up this morning, so as you said to do – I took a picture. Read the rest of this entry »

Jenny Sigler — School Gear and Fashion Accessories from Thrift Store Jeans

Looking back, I get the feeling that more folks had the D-I-Y spirit in the 1970s than in any period since. Even as kids my friends and I were customizing our bikes. You know, choppers with homemade forks, swapping parts from other bikes, etc. Other than the lowrider crowd I can’t think I’ve seen a kid do that since then. Of course, the grown ups were getting down too. Mary’s mom once made a giant set of floor pillows that looked like a massive hamburger. Separate bun pillows, beef patty, lettuce, special sauce(?). Oh yeah, it’s true. I gotta find a pic of that. Anyhow, my mom is still getting down. Her most recent project is a set of baseball-themed school organizers for my son and a purse with a horse motif for my daughter. What the two sets have in common is that Mom went to the thrift store to find some old jeans to use for the fabric. Why? “Because kids like pockets.” I heard that. And that’s especially true when Mema uses pockets to make something original and handmade.

Everybody should be doing stuff like this. Go make something.

More by Mom

Brass Belt Buckle Baby!

My dad made this belt buckle for me sometime in the mid-1970s. A big “S” for Sigler, but it’s clearly similar to the Superman joint. I’ve kept a close watch on it ever since. Recently, I found a new belt for it and have been wearing it everywhere. People keep asking me “How can I get one?” You can’t, man, you can’t. And if this one ever goes missing I’ll know it’s mine when I see it because he put my name on the back. Little brother had one too.