|The whole shebang (plus 3 yards of black knit)
I had a day off from work on Tuesday, and Mario and I decided to treat ourselves and take the bus up to NY for the day. We agreed that we weren't going to do our usual things - I'd stay away from the garment district and he wouldn't go near Midtown Comics or Forbidden Planet, his weaknesses.
That didn't last long. We got off the bus and went to grab breakfast, and while we're sitting there, he said, "If I just ducked down to Midtown for 45 minutes, could you find something to do?" We were at 35th and 7th at the time. What's a girl to do?
|Watercolor flower knit
And the problem with Kashi is that you can't leave his store empty-handed; he'd be hurt. And offended. And I do not want to hurt and/or offend the man who has the best fabric in NY and is so willing to sell it to me.
|Gray/brown/black paisley knit
It was that kind of shopping trip.
Put it this way. I keep a spreadsheet detailing my sewing projects and yardage month-by-month. As of March 27th, I had used 35 yards of fabric for the year, which I thought was pretty damn good.
|Poppy print stretch woven
And he bought nothing. Nothing. And when he met me, and saw my empty hands, he thought I bought nothing. Then he saw the 2 cuts of fabric in my bag, and realized that was not the case. And then I mentioned that a box would be arriving at the office on Thursday, and he knew.
And then he took me to Around the World Books and I bought a pattern drafting book and 3 back issues of La Mia Boutique. At that point, what point was there in trying to get virtue back on track? She'd been on a bender and the least I could do was let her down easy.
Thankfully, Kashi ships by UPS two day, because I'm not sure how long I could have waited for all this loveliness. I opened the box at work, petted everything and stashed it into two Patternreview shopping bags so I could get it home on train. Not easy, but way better than schlepping it around Manhattan.
Phew. It looks like a lot. It is a lot.
And I can't wait to start sewing it up! I've been thinking about it ever since I walked out of Metro, and waiting for the UPS guy today was a torture. Now I just need to pick a fabric, pick up my scissors, and have fun.
I think that poppy print's days are numbered, at least as as fabric. As a dress, now, that's a whole different thing.