I first came across the hemstitcher at RNC, a factory owned by Ramdat Harihar. I was eighteen, still at Parsons. Ramdat showed me work he was doing on a hemstitcher for Oscar de la Renta: spirals and spirals of beautifully hemstitched floral print chiffon, which was later going to be cut to be turned into picot finished ruffles.
He picked up a panel and began cutting it, and before my eyes the transformation began. The hemstitching wasn't the finish. It was setting up the finish. Once Ramdat started cutting along those perforated lines, the picot edge just appeared, clean and precise. The whole thing had been built into the fabric before the shears even touched it.
That moment stayed with me. What I'd seen wasn't a finishing technique, not really. It was a construction language hiding inside a finishing operation, and once you see it that way you can't unsee it.