I’ve lived in this city for 13 years. For cheap but beautiful fabrics, I was a loyal customer of Gaisano South. Today, this is Gaisano South:
The fire happened about half a year ago. I have been by the burnt building a few times after that but it wasn’t until I saw this demolition process that I felt a sense of finality.
My parents were in town when the fire happened. In a strange turn of events, I was also with my parents (they’re back in the city for a summer holiday) when I snapped the photos above. Unlike the changes, huge or otherwise, that constantly happen in a city, being with your parents means being a kid again. This means rolling on their hotel bed without a care in the world or being given cab money even though you’ve been financially self-sufficient since you graduated from college.
Using the cab money that my father gave me the same afternoon I took these photos, I bought pretty fabric. It wasn’t as cheap as Gaisano South would have sold it, though.
This is the fabric:
I call this The Early Dinner Dress. I shall post a tutorial for it next week.