A house of cloth has to start somewhere. We start with the fibre: linen for breath and a living crease, cotton for softness in the daily round, other natural materials where the hand asks for them.
Weight and weave matter more than a season’s look. A sheet should drape. A tablecloth should take a stain and a wash. A curtain should hold the light without competing with the room.
The irregularity in a yarn — the slub, the slight variation — is not a defect. It is how you know the cloth was grown, not invented.

