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The changeable suits of apparel, and the mantles, and the wimples, and the crisping pins, the glasses, and the fine linen, and the hoods, and the vails.Īnd it shall come to pass, that instead of sweet smell there shall be stink and instead of a girdle a rent and instead of well set hair baldness and instead of a stomacher a girding of sackcloth and burning instead of beauty. In that day the Lord will take away the bravery of their tinkling ornaments about their feet, and their cauls, and their round tires like the moon, the chains, and the bracelets, and the mufflers, the bonnets, and the ornaments of the legs, and the headbands, and the tablets, and the earrings, the rings, and nose jewels,
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What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the faces of the poor? saith the Lord God of hosts. When a man shall take hold of his brother of the house of his father, saying, Thou hast clothing, be thou our ruler, and let this ruin be under thy hand: #9 ::: SamChevre ::: (view all by) ::: July 30, 2014, 05:02 PM:Īnd I will give children to be their princes, and babes shall rule over them.Īnd the people shall be oppressed, every one by another, and every one by his neighbour: the child shall behave himself proudly against the ancient, and the base against the honourable. * with clothing that lasts less and less well, because cheaper fabrics keep the price down I am sure I almost broke my back by cutting it out.” There is all the new calico, that was bought last week, not touched yet. Why cannot you come and sit here, and employ yourself as we do? If you have no work of your own, I can supply you from the poor basket. † eg Mrs Norris in Mansfield Park: “That is a very foolish trick, Fanny, to be idling away all the evening upon a sofa. What will our descendants look back on and say, “they spent so much time doing that. I often wonder what things we carry now the way that medieval women carried their distaffs: continuously, unconsciously, and (in the sweep of history) temporarily. (I read somewhere that one of the reasons that the National Socialists did so well in Germany is that they gave people a chance to join organizations with uniforms, which is to say, provided them with clothing during the Depression.) Even wealthy Bingley had but two new coats a year. Our closets overflow*, and only the mindful consider how much of our history was made by people with at most two outfits, Sunday best and workaday garb. As a culture, we’ve forgotten how much of the lives of all classes of women, from the Middle Ages to well past Jane Austen’s time, was spent on thread, fabric, and clothing†. Spinning and weaving are crafts or hobbies (knitting and crochet less so). But I think a good deal of it is also simple blindness: fabric and clothing is so ubiquitous in our civilization that all we focus on is its variations (AKA fashion, style, or what those damn kids are wearing). I suspect that a substantial element in this inconsistency is the relative priority of men’s work over women’s, which determines what actions are more valuable for Making A Statement.
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Even when they sew the garments themselves, their participation in our shared culture lies across their shoulders and hangs from their belts. But all the while, they’re wearing flannel shirts and jeans made of fabric that was woven on an industrial scale, from mechanically-spun fibers, before being shipped across the world either made up or on bolts. I can’t count how many people I’ve watched loading their own ammunition and slaughtering their own deer. One of my long-running disgruntlements with survivalists and Galters is their collective ignorance of one key aspect of self-sufficiency: cloth.