
monogrammed smock
A little over two years ago, I borrowed a smock while teaching a workshop at Me & Mrs. Jones in Memphis, TN. The smock was heavily used and smeared with paint, but there was a crisp new linen one tagged for sale on a hanger nearby. I fell so in love with my borrowed smock that I removed the new linen apron from the hanger mid-workshop and gave it to the owner to hold for me to buy. I only saw one and the paranoia set in that someone else might buy it before I had the chance to claim it. (It turns out there was an entire rack, so I was being a little silly.) This smock and I have been like peas and carrots ever since. I wear it during events, workshops, while painting at my easel, refinishing and painting furniture, etc. I like that it doesn’t hang









