The MacMillan Plaid

My dear Canadian friend is expecting her first grandchild this March. She is my closest neighbor as well and we have worn a path hiking to each others homes thru the woods. This week she came over and did her usual bang on my sewing room window. When I let her in for our visit I noticed she brought something all wrapped up in tissue paper. She proceeded to unwrap her paper cocoon and the tiniest little authentic tartan kilt appeared. It was a bit musty and surely needed a good press. She proceeded to show me the teensiest hole and asked if I could repair it. Well, in a heartbeat, you know! She went home and washed it as instructed and brought it back beautifully cleaned the next day. I fixed the hole which is now gonzo and we are both pleased with that. But of course, I had to iron this little treasure to perfection while I was at it.

This was her own son's kilt when he was a tike 30 years ago and she is now going to give it to her new daughter in law for their baby. Love the unisex nature of kilts. Look how the plaid is perfectly balanced in the center of the kilt. My 8 inch Ginghers, which Blogger has squeezed out but are a little visible will give you an idea of the size of this kilt. What looks like a brown spot on the kilt is not there at all in real life. Don't know what the heck that is. The little garment is now spotless, perfectly pressed, and fit for a sweet new baby. Truly heirloom clothing.........Bunny