I like to collect patterns. I own a lot. I probably won’t get around to stitching all of them until the Zombie Apocalypse when there is nothing to do in the downtime (between zombie attacks) except needle-crafting and playing Whist. I especially like Aunt Martha’s Hot Iron Transfers (good for several stampings!). They are great for bastardizing. I embroidered Dame Toadstool this pillow from one of them.
No, the original pattern did not include tentacle hair. (I don’t think I have ever used the word ‘tentacle’ in a sentence before. It’s usually plural, right? Now I’m all grammarly confused. What’s new.)
A few weeks ago, while perusing the Aunt Martha Hawt Iron Transfers stack, I picked up several of those weekday embroidery samplers. You know, the kind you are supposed to stitch onto your kitchen towels. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday . . . . Changing your kitchen towels regularly is as important as changing your undies, I guess. I bought four of them.
Let’s take a closer look at these.
This one isn’t too bad. The kittens don’t look very thrilled about their chores. Nothing says ‘Monday Sucks’ like hand washing your laundry in a tub.
This one is just plain boring. Blaaah faceless women.
Okay, this next one is a little sketchy. It’s titled ‘Here Come The Indians.’
Prepare yourselves for this last one.
What year is this? Where am I? Why is this available in a craft store in Utah County? Please tell me. I’m so confused.
It’s hard to believe that the ‘Mammy Archetype‘ is still being perpetuated in a little craft store in Provo, USA, yet here she is complete with head kerchief and apron. Sure, we are mostly white here in Utah County and basically oblivious, but still! I find this to be rather outrageous.
Don’t worry. I’m not going to stitch it. Unless I think of something awesomely artistic and evocative to do with it. Which I probably won’t, because my White Lady Guilt won’t let me.
UPDATE: I gave the infamous pattern a makeover. Check it out over at The Cotton Floozy blog.