The lavender's in bloom, the air's sweet and warm. It's late spring. Yesterday, after more than a year blogging and hunting for products made here in our little 3.79 million square-mile neighborhood, I found myself hankering (now there's a word I've never used before) for a new blouse. Something feminine and pretty, something to celebrate the sunshiny sweetness of the season. And it mattered not a whit where the aforementioned blouse had been manufactured, just so it landed in my closet. Bring it on. Then I checked my email. Big mistake. The AAM (Alliance for American Manufacturing) had sent this:
Who Manufactured It Best? A Tale of Two Blouses.
Who Manufactured It Best? A Tale of Two…
Who Manufactured It Best? A Tale of Two Blouses.
The lavender's in bloom, the air's sweet and warm. It's late spring. Yesterday, after more than a year blogging and hunting for products made here in our little 3.79 million square-mile neighborhood, I found myself hankering (now there's a word I've never used before) for a new blouse. Something feminine and pretty, something to celebrate the sunshiny sweetness of the season. And it mattered not a whit where the aforementioned blouse had been manufactured, just so it landed in my closet. Bring it on. Then I checked my email. Big mistake. The AAM (Alliance for American Manufacturing) had sent this: