The Seamstress

The last time I had a seamstress was in Indonesia. She was miraculous! I could make a very rough pencil outline, give her fabric, and she could make exactly what I had in mind to fit me perfectly! All without a pattern! And all despite my abysmal ability to communicate in Indonesian! 

These sketches are loosely based upon dresses she made for me. 

I don’t have any pictures of that seamstress with her sewing machine, but here are some of the guys who sit outside clothing stores to hem pants for people: