Tracey Trinder is a Sydney based writer and designer. She has a passion for the environment and creating beautiful things. She is working to combine these two ideas by creating original, hand made bags and clothing from wonderful salvaged fabrics, (mens' ties in particular). Like trinderella's fairy tale name sake, these materials are forgotten beauties that in the hands of their fairy godmother become dazzling once more.

 Growing up with an incredibly creative mother and grandmother I was always surrounded by mountains of fabric, piles of patterns and a world full of ideas. At night I would go to sleep to the whirr of the sewing machine and lie there imagining the wonderful pieces my mum was creating in the next room: Wedding dresses, ballet tutus, formal dresses, bags, furnishings ... there was nothing she couldn't "whip up."  I would often come home from school to find someone standing on our kitchen table in their new finery, waiting patiently while she marked the hem and made the final adjustments. And I knew when she headed off looking tired to her other job as a florist that it was because she'd been up half the night sewing tiny seed beads and sequins onto velvet and satin bodices; tuille and voille skirts. 

When we visited her family home in New Zealand and my grandmother Zora, the world's greatest collector and horder, pulled out and dusted off old boxes that contained the intricate figure skating costumes she had made for my mother, it became pretty obvious where Mum's creative juices flowed from.

From very early on, starting out with needles and thread, a big biscuit tin full of buttons and all the lace and trimmings we wanted, my sisters and I were determined to get a bit of that creative juice flowing through our veins too. I remember the day we finally graduated to an old hand cranked Singer Sewing Machine that Mum bought second hand. The excitement levels were intense! It's not like there wasn't a perfectly good "electric" sewing machine in the house but Mum said the old, hand version would slow us down and teach us to sew "properly." Her perfectionism drove me crazy at the time but now I'm constantly thankful for it.

It was dolls clothes, purses and library bags when we were little. Having only one hand to turn the wheel and the other to guide the fabric really was a challenge for small hands. Especially the day I put the needle straight down through my thumb. A lesson hard learned but never, ever forgotten!

At thirteen, our first teenage birthday, each of us received our very own, electric sewing machine. Some people have been surprised when I've told them this but in our house you crawled, you walked, you sewed. Not doing it was never really a consideration. And I loved it from the start.

The works I'm creating for you now are designed to be truly unique. Pieces that make the wearer feel special. Pieces that say ... This is who I am or This is how I'm feeling.  I want to offer people something worth keeping. An alternative way of thinking in our disposable society . Treasures that will last. I think it's important for us as individuals and I think it's important for our world.