I was born in 1949, in then Rhodesia, and my dearest aunt was a dressmaker. I was raised to respect fabric and cut, and the importance of accessories, carefully choosing even the right buttons. I learned to sew by the age of ten, and by the time I was 15, in the 60's, I was making my own and my best friends clothes copying pictures in Vogue, and wishing I could visit Carnaby street! On my last visit to Paris, in 2010, I drooled over the amazing fabrics in the boutiques in Montmartre. For me, each decade has something to be excited about, but I believe it all comes down to the fabric and the cut, and while the hemlines may go up or come down, quality and style wins hands down, whatever the era.
That said....how I wish I had taken more photos of my sewing in the 60's and 70's. Nothing was too difficult to try! All I needed was a sewing machine, scissors, and Vogue!