I found these pincushions at an antique store and nostalgia drew me in. I recognize those pincushions – I grew up with my mother having pins stuck in one while she sewed. She made me Halloween costumes, doll clothes, and dresses. She hemmed my pants, since I was too short for most of them. I remember she would be upset with me for staying up late when I was young, because then she didn’t have time to knit my doll clothes for my American Girl doll for Christmas.