I’ve always loved aprons.
I suppose it’s because they remind me of my Grandmother, who passed away in 2000 at the age of 87. She raised 9 children during the 1940s-1960s, and never wore pants in her life! As with many women from that period, she also wore aprons quite frequently as well – even up through the end of her life. There is just something so nostalgic and homey about aprons that give me a sense of peace.
I’m not really an apron-holic like some, but I do adore looking at them and have always longed to have a retro one (or 5) of my own! I have 2 modern chef type aprons that were given to me over the past 5 years, but none that I had bought of my own liking.
So, after much debate, I decided to blow a small bit of spending money on 2 homemade aprons from Etsy that I had been drooling over. And boy were they ever worth it! The craftsmanship on both are wonderful – especially my full aprons. Those ladies sure did take their time, and put a lot of love into crafting these garments.
The first one is a little half pink & brown ruffly apron, with cute cats and a small pocket on it. I like to wear this one for cleaning as it doesn’t offer shirt protection when cooking.

And the second one is (in my retro opinion!), to die for! It’s a blue full apron, with a slip over neck and thick tie. It has a pale blue background with contrasting yellow flowers, yellow sash, and a yellow pocket. Although “handmade”, it’s crafted by a sheer professional. All of the seems are perfectly sewn and the edges are even beautifully serged for a nice finished look.
I wear this one for cooking and anything else that comes up. My husband even loves it! It’s just simply an all around fun apron to wear.

Sometimes I get lazy and go for a couple weeks without home cooking something, but I then get back into the swing of things and go on cooking binges – and for the past month, I’ve been in a cooking & cleaning mode and have been wearing this little apron to pieces. It just takes much of the monotany out of housework! It’s like a morning perk-me-up without the Starbucks label.
One thing I’ve noticed since I’ve started wearing these new aprons, Jack-Evan absolutely loves to look at them, marvel at the patterns, and hang on to them. He follows me around sometimes and stands up, holding on to my knees, and hids under the hem of the apron and giggles his head off. Sometimes I get so caught up in standing there playing peekaboo with him, I let the banana pancakes burn. It’s the cutest thing eva, I tell you. Just the experience of my little man enjoying the apron in such a way makes me glad to be wearing it.
Who knows, one day when he’s 80, he might find himself looking back in the far recessed corners of his memories, and begin to feel nostostalgic for a little old apron clad woman standing in the kitchen that he once called Mum Mum.
Oh, my, that yellow apron is gorgeous. It would even make a lovely sundress if it came together in the back.
Your story sort of brings meaning to the phrase “won’t let go of the apron strings.” LOL Love it.
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wow! gorgeous!!!
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