If money were no object for just one day, what would you do?

How did you learn your craft?
I made my first piece of clothing in High school and I’ll never forget it.
At some point I decided that footy pajamas were the coolest thing ever and it was a sin and a crime that these things weren’t available for me, 180 lbs, 6’1”. I went to a local fabric store and bought a couple of yards of black fleece.
My parents were going into NYC so I had the house to myself for the night. I put on a bunch of jazz CDs, and hauled my mom’s sewing machine into the dining room. I just went right for it, took off all my clothes, hacked up that fabric and got mega crazy on those jammies.

By midnight I finally had a really really weird piece of clothing. It was a full body onesie, and I climbed in through the neck and then fastened one of the shoulders with random buttons. If I’d had a pair of peg legs, weighed 300 lbs, and had twigs for arms, then it would have fit like a glove. I wore that sucker to school the next day. Take that High School.
My "skill" developed from then on. I studied art in college, and afterward wanted to do something creative that would make me some money. I first just screenprinted on clothes. Moving onto sewing my own garments to print just followed.
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