I like vintage sewing things, but I do
not like vintage
mold. I know mold has its place in the world, but I prefer it not to be on my things. You can see it in the photo. It's the yellowy orange spots on these patterns. I didn't even get the one out of its ziploc bag for the photo.

All of this stuff came from my mother's older sewing room things--it's not my mold--it was hers--now it's mine. I grew up in an old house that didn't have air conditioning. For the most part it didn't need it, but times and the weather have changed and my parents finally had air conditioning put in. Too late. This mold grows because of too much warmth and humidity. That is one humid house let me tell you.
The older things such as books and patterns have mold. I had to clean my mother's sewing room out and split everything with my sister. She has a headache and nose bleed after looking through the patterns. I can't breathe good and had to see a doctor this week it became so bad. I now have an asthma inhaler.
Needless to say, we shifted everthing out of the living areas of our houses. Now we are seeing what is truly worth keeping and what we can live without. Anything we want will have to be sealed up in ziploc bags and plastic storage bins. The Workbasket embroidery transfers in the photo above I might make photo copies of and keep the original sealed up. A lot of it will have to go though. It's not worth keeping when it's become such a health issue. But now I'm like the little rag doll on the bottom right of this pattern--so sad.
(And I'll probably be getting rid of the pattern).