Homesewn

1869, William Henry Hamilton Rogers, Wanderings in Devon, Seaton, “Colcombe and the Devonshire Antiquary,” p. 161, A plague on these “labour-saving” machines of our Yankee cousins, they invade everything—from old Aunt Grace’s work-box and needle-craft—good, wholesome, home-sewn shirts and their slop rivals—to the poetry of the hayfield.

Hair brushed back, legs oiled, new dresses and pressed pleats, fresh pocket handkerchiefs and little handbags, all homesewn.

Giles could not have said why the young man impressed him so much more than any of the prefects […] but he did, for all his patched boots, and a suit that seemed to be homesewn from pieces of tweed.