Sewing with my Sister

The kids and I recently spent ten days with my sister.  She and I found a few evenings to sew together.

Growing up, she was the one that learned to sew.  I remember the scrunchies she churned out on my Gram's sewing machine.  She even made some to match our candy striper uniforms.  She modeled an outfit at the county fair, too.

I didn't started sewing until last year, but it inspired Neely to get out her machine again. It's much nicer than mine.

Why would Pooh Bear be serving as a model?  Very "Project Runway", don't you think?