I became addicted to attending Grateful Dead Concerts while in school in California in the late 80s and early 90s. Being a student at the time, I had little money and I took to tie-dyeing to support my concert-going habbit. The competition for parking lot tie-dye sales was fierce, so I carved myself a niche tie-dyeing clothing for children.

Since then I have gotten married, borne four children (ages 10, 8, 6, and 4), and stayed home to raise those children. Now that my hubby (age undisclosed) and I are off the two-year plan for babies, I have decided to turn my tie-dyeing (and my more recent addictions of batiking and fabric painting) into a way to add a bit of income to the household. I specialize in tie-dyes for children, but have been known to dye adult clothes, towels, socks, table linens, and pretty much anything else that isn't nailed down, including my husband's underwear. My dear husband hasn't resorted to nailing down his underwear yet, but I imagine he might be making plans to do so.

I believe clothing can never be too colorful and that people can never own too much tie-dye.

I believe that tie-dyes are among the rare types of clothing that children like to receive as gifts.

I believe that the wearing of tie-dyed clothing does not in any way correlate with a child's past, present, or future potitical persuasion.

I believe that giving a gift of tie-dye to a child whose parents have been irritating you with their ultra-conservative proseletizing is a great way to give yourself a private chuckle.