Stories and dresses
For as long as I can remember, my mother has danced through life wearing beautiful dresses. During the Soviet era, it was very common for women to have their own personal tailor, who sewed and mended all their dresses, blouses, suits and coats. For this reason, the women in our family often went to see Aunt Linda. Linda worked in a large tailoring studio in the Town Hall. The studio had clothing booths draped with thick dark red woolen curtains, the smell of chalk, and loud sewing machines working vigorously in the background. Aunt Linda always greeted us with a warm welcoming smile, a measuring tape hanging around her neck, pins in the corners of her mouth with tailor chalk sticking out of her pocket. She always wore a dress while working. To get a dress you had to go to the studio a few times – first to take measurements and make a design, later to try on the dress to make sure it fits perfectly. This ensured that once when the new dress was ready, it always fit like a glove.