Everything and everyone has a beginning. My beginning was at the age of 15 when I made my first dress. I can remember picking out the fabric, Qiana. It was a shiny border print in burgundy, purple and pink. Qiana had its heyday in the 70s when disco was all the rage.
It was made from a silky nylon fiber and made its debut 1968 but did not become popular until the 1970s. Quiana was mostly sported by men who wore their shirts and pants tight, their collars big and their heels high. But back to my dress…I wanted something special for the Father~Daughter Dance at my high school. I needed desperately (everything at 15 is desperate) to have a spectacular dress that no one else would be wearing. With that in mind, I knew I had no choice but to make my own. Off I went to our local fabric store. That is where I spotted the Qiana from a few aisles away. Its shininess spoke to me. I remember painstakingly pinning the pattern to the fabric as I focused on matching each detail of the print so that the side seams would become invisible. The Butterick pattern was perfection with its full angel sleeves, fitted bodice, copious shirring and short skirt. This was my moment–my entree into the world of design. My dress was finished off with a pair of cinnamon pantyhose and chunky 70s shoes. Everything has its beginning. This was mine.