In my take is a dress that someone, or someone's mom, has made by hand. It's nothing that my girlfriend would wear, but I've learned to know quilting-weight fabric when I see it, and I'm thrilled to have something new for my little stash. I disassemble the dress into its component pieces, and wonder what uses I might find in the future for my big score...
1997: Bits of the fabric find their way into the pieced border of my first full-sized quilt.
1998: I use the fabric in a very scrappy "Around the World." The piece ends up winning a blue ribbon at the county fair when a error in the published rules creates a category that only it fits into. I feel famous!
1999: A single square of the fabric shows up in a little wall hanging, the last piece I make in Kansas.
2005: Several pieces of the fabric find their way into the big Log Cabin.
2007: Squares of the fabric show up in a child's blanket.
I sometimes wonder if the woman who used to wear that dress still remembers it at all. I've still got plenty of fabric from it left. I'm sure I will find at least a few more uses for it before it runs out....