About Us

In 1999, with a suitcase of clothing, a set of dishes, and a towel, I moved across the country and into my first apartment. For years I'd wanted to live on the west coast, and although it was a small space, it was full of possibility. It was my own Home Sweet Home.  

I come from a long line of hardworking, talented seamstresses. In Italy, my great grandmother made wedding dresses, and added intricate embroidery to linen towels and silk pillow cases, by hand. My grandmother continued the tradition, both in Italy and Canada. Growing up, the whirring sound of a sewing machine was an inspiring sound. It signified a special event, a holiday, a wedding, in short, a new outfit made by my mother. It wasn't long before I picked up a needle and thread.