to West Virginia, 1980s
to a young me sitting on the floor at my mother’s
presserfoot while she alters a pair of bellbottoms into shorts. I take the
scraps she drops and fashion them into clothes for my stuffed animals.
forward to Los Angeles, 2005 when 30-year-old me, now a mother myself, launched
kokoleo. In 2010 we moved our growing family and my bursting-at-the-seams studio to Seattle.
always had the urge to make things. Often I don’t even know what I’ll
end up with when I embark on a project, all I know is I have an overwhelming
urge to sew. I’m hopelessly addicted to fabric and notions and the
vroom-vroom of the sewing machine. When I browse boutiques, flea markets
or vintage stores, it’s the handmade items that catch my eye. I examine
the stitches and embellishments and think of the person, the story, and
the love that went into it. In a world fueled by mass-production, a one-of-a-kind
is something to cherish.
you found your way to this website, you probably like handmade things too.
Thanks for stopping by.