I wore it so much- whether in the kitchen or not; whether indoors or outdoors; whether with pants or without- that the rest of the family (but still mostly Shareen) continued to feed my addiction.I have two Christmassy aprons…
A denim one that is currently MIA…A denim/floral reversible apron that I made for Lowell less than 24 hours after he insisted that I become his girlfriend (what every guy dreams of I’m SURE).
The denim side is for when he’s feeling like a manly man…
And the floral side is for his more feminine days…
I purchased an apron in New Zealand…
Then one in Thailand…
And Marc & Kylie brought me one from Holland…
I’m kicking myself for not getting one from Australia. At that point I was strictly following my “ONE SOUVENIR” policy, so my sole Australian purchase was a pair of Uggs. Genuine Uggs, mind you. Maybe when they’re too worn out to be suitable footwear, I’ll somehow fashion them into an apron. Perhaps a kangaroo-style apron with enough room to stuff a baby (or two) in the front.In the meantime, however, I shall continue to enjoy the heck out of my current apron collection. Just like I'm enjoying my multicultural jammie collection.
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Ooh ooh, you should have posted this eons ago. I used to sew cute girly aprons... Shelley has one. Dang, that would have been sweet. Maybe, if I find some time...
yep..liz made me an apron. It's my one and only apron and it's adorable! This is a good fetish to have :)
(i, too, have a pair of original sheepskin boots from NZ)
I think aprons are kind of "homey". I also think they are a very wise attire protector- especially in the presence of anything with tomato sauce in it!!! I love wearing aprons too. In fact I am just going to put one on over my Sunday clothes right now- before breakfast. :) Mum
I too love my aprons (is it a family thing? Did we learn it from Mum?) - and your contribution to my collection (Hawaii). I love my Austria apron and wish I could go back to that store...I feel like I could find it in an instant, on the Maria Hilfer Strasse in Vienna.
Yep, I'm pretty sure my love for aprons roots from Mom's love and constant use of aprons...and the homey-ness. This love deepened when I had a funky apron to call my own!
Liz- lucky Shelley! I bet you'd make a mean apron! I give you permission to wait until all your kids are in school and you're bored, alone, at home, and looking for something to pass the time:)
Lowell is scary in the flowery one! I will never look at him the same again!
I should start to wear aprons to work. So much homier than a lab coat:)
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