My Vision for my little business

My biggest  heartbreak sometimes is saying goodbye to my creations. Every now and then i make something from fabric that truely drives my creativity.

I design all of my patterns and they are inspired by a pattern i have seen in an op shop or inspired by a certain period of time. I have allowed others to influence my patterns in the past and to be honest it just didnt feel right for me. I would make something because someone asked me to not because its what was in my vision. I would sit down to sew and it was lifeless and  not something I loved to do.

I tool my vision back to the begining of Angel Caprice and it felt right and fun again, i am now loving sewing and more than anything I love wrapping my creations in brown paper and ribbon then send them off to their new home.

The above photo is todays suit thats off to a new home to be worn and loved. What I love the most about it is 2 yrs ago it was a piece of fabric in an op shop waiting to be taken home washed and loved again.

My vision for Angel Caprice is simple,  to take old beautiful fabric and turn it into a one of a kind treaure.

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lets start at the beggining

Ive said it before and i will say it again my Angel is my MIRACLE. When i was told i couldnt have children I wasnt that upset, i was 22 and didnt really like kids anyway. BUT as i got older i started to see how cute they could be and thought it might have been nice to have a few but my dog was my child and he was all i thought i would be allowed.

The day i found out i was pregnant was the day my life changed forever. I had my last cigarette, stopped having a glass of wine with dinner and tried very hard to clean up my hospitality mouth. Darren changed also with something very gentle creeping into his sole.  We lost Darrens dad in the march of 2007 and our baby was made in november so we both believe we had to loose Ken to get our miracle. Whats the old saying........ When one leaves another comes in his place.

June 2008 i said goodbye to my well paying job bound for 12 months of maternity leave.( which i never returned to)   After 5 weeks of staying home with this adorable little bundle I missed working and started to get a little angry at Daz for having a job and being able to leave the house ALONE. i loved being a mum but needed to be doing something. I would talk the ear off a salesman if they knocked on the door, that kind of bored.

So i started to sew and sew and sew and before i knew it I had a business. The rest is history as they say. Well this is actually just the begging. XX