repurposed

sometime during my high school experience, i was handed down this plaid garment. it was intended to be worn by a boy and was incredibly unflattering, but for some reason i loved wearing it. for years now i have held onto it, unable to just toss it, as it was worn during exciting events in my life.  it started simply enough as a really awkward choice for a young woman's wardrobe, and then it turned into a piece of clothing i could not let go of. 

so, after staring at it in my loft for the last couple months, i finally got the nerve to cut into it. after resizing it, adding a little elastic and some ties in the back, i had a shirt dress for phia that she really loves wearing.