Walking along the street today I saw a woman with a clothes rail. Right there in the middle of the busy pavement with all the people passing by.
There was a psychedelic A-line shift on the rail, the woman told me she was selling the dress on behalf of her friend in Germany and that the friend had made it for herself. I bought the dress and when I came back along the street she was gone. No sign that she had ever been there.
Great dress though, but not home made at all.