Trousers #1 in striped black Serbian tweed

My grandfather told fortunes by apples. On Apple Feast, he watched how they lay beneath the oldest apple tree, what patterns they formed, and whispered something in grandmother's ear. She gathered the apples and baked a pie, then went somewhere with it. She returned at night without the pie, whispered something to grandfather, and they went to bed. If the dream was a good one, they gathered the apples and ate them afterward. If it was not, they buried them.

Wide trousers cut using 1940's work trousers patterns.

Thick virgin wool tweed fabric specially made for us in Novi Sad, Serbia, using restored 1950's looms. Ivory white washed cotton lining from Uzbekistan. Vegetable-tanned leather buttons. Sorcery.