I can't take it anymore. I have to get something off my chest. There's this term in the sewing world that has been bothering me since the very first time I heard it. The use of this term is epidemic, sanctioned and used by almost every seamstress I know. I've often wondered who first coined this term, and how it so quickly became a part of the accepted lexicon of the sewing public when it is so, well...ugly. I've even used it myself, sadly, and each time I did, I felt this little twinge in my heart alerting me to the fact that I was in the wrong to use it.  It has appeared in this blog more times than I care to admit, but as long as we are being honest, I'll tell you- 11 times in just 9 months. Ugh.