Ah, the Rawring Twenties...
It’s 2022. I need drawstrings for the skirts and peasant tops I’m making at home because I’m too big to fit into anything that the local stores sell, but thanks to the shipping crisis I can’t order clothing online to be delivered where I live and none of the stores in this area stock sewing supplies more complicated than quilting cotton and curtain fabric. I can’t even order laces to be drawstrings online without paying through the nose for overseas delivery. The closest thing I have to cordage is a yarn store.
So here I am, making a lucet out of a plastic fork from Burger King.
A medieval tool, made from modern garbage, to solve a problem brought on by a plague. Like, I’d love to complain, but I’m too busy laughing at the sheer absurdity of it all.
