#no sewing machine but know how to hand sew

[genderchrisisspeaks]

Got to thinking about how mending our own clothing/textiles isn't something that's widely taught/encouraged now while I was sewing my blanket back together. Made me remember a lot of people I know don't even know how it is done. Do you know how to sew?

[twosides--samecoin]

Back in my sewing era because Fallout Fic Research (and also need clothes but it's ya boi No Dolla) thought I'd share a selection of videos from my research files about making & mending clothing without a sewing machine.

Humans clothed ourselves long before the advent of machine assistance. Your average Wastelander might need to take advantage of patchwork & hand- making and mending techniques - sewing machines need maintenance and would probably be a luxury. Textile making is a different problem to tackle that I'll post about later, but for now: Some videos that cover how Wastelanders might make & mend clothing without a sewing machine!

What You ACTUALLY Need to Make Clothes in an Apocalypse - Bernadette Banner please check her out if you love learning through a historical lens! You might know her from bangers such as

Some mending techniques:

Boro is a textile repair technique that uses patches. Sachiko is often associated with elaborate geometric stitching. Both make use of existing materials and are examples of visible mending that have a low barrier to entry and a high skill ceiling. A Wastelander who takes up mending as a trade would be a much-valued member of a community- not only could you repair clothing this way, but you could make new pieces as well.

"Reflow" No.18 Boro Kimono - Mutsu by Prospective Flow

Basics of Sashiko 1 | Tools, Materials and Alternatives for Beginners - Xiaoxiao Yarn

Sashiko Boro-inspired Quilt Mug Rug Made with Fabric Scraps - Xiaoxiao Yarn

Visible Mending - Scotch Darning - boukhou

A Stitch in Time: 300 Years of Visible Mending - Helen Wyld, National Museums Scotland

[inkskinned]

there are days that it is hard, and unfair, and some horrible part of me wishes i could have been born in a different world. i love being queer, i hate how others react to it. when i first came out at 15, my mom whispered: please don't say that. your life would be so much harder.

it is harder.

it is also a tuesday, walking my dog. we are both skiving off of work, and yes both of us have dyed hair and pronouns. mine is patchy - it was my first time trying bleach; i didn't have enough. theirs is a resilient toadstool green. a little girl comes up to us and asks um, excuse me? is your hair real? 'cause jason says you're a fairy.

it is sunday brunch, all of us talking over each other, overfull on love. she is trying out a new name today, and we made her a cake with today's name scrawled in shaky purple letters. she laughs so much she cries and then gets frosting in her hair. someone young at a different table keeps giving us these large, wide eyes: the same look we have all been on the other side of. the kind that says, breathless: wait, is that possible?

it is a half-fight in a supermarket because he loves "dance moms" and says abby's tiktok is funny and meanwhile i think the children in that show should be allowed to sue abby lee miller for child abuse. i tell him that it led to the casual acceptance of child harassment for mainly adult views; and then i am standing, suddenly, in someone else's thrown soda. there's a white lady standing there, furious, saying something about hell-on-earth. i had forgotten i was wearing stuff with pride colors. and then it is this: he had just been casually arguing with me - and within an instant, he squares his shoulders and goes after her like i am his sister

on saturday i sat in a circle while beca played with my hair and we were all over 30 and we laughed about how much happier we are being this old, how much more we appreciate our community. 25 minutes from now, we will be on stage to dance in baggy beige clothing, but for now we look on with envy to the dancers in loud-and-bright buttondowns. where are they getting these shirts! i cry, distraught. everyone laughs. one of our friends has a mushroom witch hat. this would have been cringey in high school, probably. instead we are all delighted with each other; happy just to be here and alive and moving

it's that last week my new friends cried with joy for me when they heard i'm getting top surgery. every so often i have the honor of being the first person someone feels comfortable enough to tell. i'm trying to make long fluttery butterfly wings to wear to pride; but i don't know anything about fabric or dye, so my friends have been sending me their personal advice.

i think in a different poem i would talk about how sometimes you walk into a room and put the mask back on. but i'm sleepy and my whole brain is fuzzy so i think in this one, it's a monday, and my dog and i took a nap on a couch, and i had missed texts from friends. i used to wake up lonely. i think this poem is about walking into a room and seeing someone and just knowing, the way you just-know-sometimes, and then giving them that little smile, and seeing them light up with joy and relief. it is how we always seem to be able to find each other in a crowded room. how we always seem to make friends with each other before even we know-it-to-be-true. it is saying: we're very different people; but i belong to you.

it is harder, yes. but it comes with a built-in family.

[fluentisonus]

working in a factory has you thinking so much about the insane chain of labor & transport that goes into making literally anything

[marzipanandminutiae]

so help me god if I tanked the chance for a well-paid job with full medical benefits, sick leave, paid vacation time, etc. because I hardly ever do machine seam-finishing

I'm going to be. really really really upset

[moe-broey]

I've hired this thing to stand there. Menacingly.

Wow, he's so good at tha--

Nevermind.

He also sits very politely though (needs assistance to do so, but hey! He's polite.)

[grasslandgirl]

uh oh having ideas outside of my realistic ability range (wanting to make a maxi skirt out of an old tapestry I got from a friend)

[officesupplied]

no I get that

[wool-string]

I haven’t taken Kei out in a while. He’s getting dusty.. so I took him out to pick some mint n make some lemonade

[antisocialxconstruct]

I might take a break from the puppy for a bit and ruminate on the pattern, what do you guys think I should shift my focus to in the meantime?

[loser-user-noaccuser]

I need to get a dress altered but all alteration places are unavailable for alterations or just for fancy clothes which is not what i need so like idk if i should just ask or if i should try find someone locally who could probably help me with it

[kingdom-falls]

Ah the wonders of bag lining

[apuzzledprince]

guys the character hyperfixaction is starting to make me want to hand sew a plushie

[werebutch]

Slowly becoming a textiles artist that never really learned how to sew

[damienthepious]

craft people please. advice for trying to sew a pair of elbow length gloves for a cosplay. im scared.

[reanimatedgh0ul]

ik this scene was played off as a joke but if i'm being honest this is like one of the few aspects when it comes to sam being alt that the show gets right in that it would make sense for sam to be diy w his fashion