I used to think that it was only me. Only me that walked by bolts of fabric and tried, desperately to control my fingers as they gently touched the smooth, smooth colors. (my latest obsession the whole darn "Good Folks" line by Anna Maria Horner) (I was doing a good job resisting but then I read this post. Darn you Soulemama!)
I try to leave the fabric in the store and the money in the bank, but I just can't. They call a siren's song to me, those colors do, and there I am completely helpless as I crash upon the rocks and hand over my bolts...a half yard of each please...
wait, you better make it a yard of the Kaffe Fassett.
(These were from this past Friday's binge...some are just scraps from the studio bins, but I had to have them anyways...$4.75 for as much as you can stuff in a sandwich bag? Yes, please!)
I suppose like other addicts, because for me it is an addiction, I feel a bit guilty after I plunk down my pennies (and dollars and more dollars.) But then I get home and I am able to sort them and wash them...and then pull them still warm from the drier (then they don't wrinkle as much) I don't feel bad anymore. They are all so beautiful, so colorful, so ready to be arranged and re-arranged in a myriad of ways on my fabric shelves. (Should I sort be color, or designer, or type? Or all of the above?) (these up here were on sale a few weeks ago, I love christmasy type fabrics that are not too christmasy...but I also love the too christmasy types too!)
The thrill of the fabric chase is even sweeter when you win things on people's blogs. I won these from Amy, over here. It was such a thrill and I talked about it for days. I think my sister's comment to me was "Why are you going to the fabric store again when you just won all that fabric online?" I had to go. Simple.
I had always thought that I was alone in my desires...until I joined my local quilter's guild. My eyes were opened! I met all sorts of women who just loved going to fabric stores as much as I did. They liked to buy fabric just for the look of it, because it reminded them of something, because they might make something out of it one day. They were just like me and so I kept going back. (I hadn't intended on making such a purply arrangement here, but I really like it. Something about the purple, brown, and greens really speaks to me.)
Here I am, dealing with this affliction. (which I only say sort of jokingly.) When I get really bad I just have to stay out of the fabric stores all together. I make myself go in to my sewing room and arrange the fabric that I already have, maybe even cut some of it and sew it together again. What an idea?! (most of these repros are from the scrap bin, but I just really like them.)
I was also heartened to hear from so many other hoarders in the comments from the last post. It is nice to not be alone, to be among friends
I suppose like other addicts, because for me it is an addiction, I feel a bit guilty after I plunk down my pennies (and dollars and more dollars.) But then I get home and I am able to sort them and wash them...and then pull them still warm from the drier (then they don't wrinkle as much) I don't feel bad anymore. They are all so beautiful, so colorful, so ready to be arranged and re-arranged in a myriad of ways on my fabric shelves. (Should I sort be color, or designer, or type? Or all of the above?) (these up here were on sale a few weeks ago, I love christmasy type fabrics that are not too christmasy...but I also love the too christmasy types too!)The thrill of the fabric chase is even sweeter when you win things on people's blogs. I won these from Amy, over here. It was such a thrill and I talked about it for days. I think my sister's comment to me was "Why are you going to the fabric store again when you just won all that fabric online?" I had to go. Simple.I had always thought that I was alone in my desires...until I joined my local quilter's guild. My eyes were opened! I met all sorts of women who just loved going to fabric stores as much as I did. They liked to buy fabric just for the look of it, because it reminded them of something, because they might make something out of it one day. They were just like me and so I kept going back. (I hadn't intended on making such a purply arrangement here, but I really like it. Something about the purple, brown, and greens really speaks to me.)Here I am, dealing with this affliction. (which I only say sort of jokingly.) When I get really bad I just have to stay out of the fabric stores all together. I make myself go in to my sewing room and arrange the fabric that I already have, maybe even cut some of it and sew it together again. What an idea?! (most of these repros are from the scrap bin, but I just really like them.)I was also heartened to hear from so many other hoarders in the comments from the last post. It is nice to not be alone, to be among friendsIf you are interested in adding to your own stash I am having a give-away this week to celebrate my 3 yr blog birthday. You can read about it here. Hooray! I am having such fun reading all of your comments! Until tomorrow!
JMB
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Wow, look at all that fabric...you DO have a problem...just like the rest of us!!! ha ha
I'm also a hoarder but I'm getting better. I often pull my stash out to look and pet them but then put it away. Love AMH's Good Folks too. You've got a great collection.
there's something about touching it, playing with it, looking at all the yummy colours that feeds the addiction. that's why I don't buy fabric online -- half the fun is walking through the store to see which bolt is callng my name. thanks for the fabric show!
I love your post. I have many like you and I find myself just standing and looking!!! Oh, my I totally agree with the AA for fabric gluttons. Have a great day and thanks for the giggle
Oh, alright, you talked me into it. I wasn't going to enter your blog giveaway because I'm trying to curb my desire for more fabric. But you described it so aptly. It calls to me and renders me weak and helpless! Current fabrics offer design opportunities that just didn't exist with the reproduction fabrics I collected over the years. Playful, whimsical, colorful prints are not part of my stash, but you know what? I want to join in the fun too. So, count me in!
Eye candy!!! I can't help drool over your fabric photos.
I just got a check last night for what I earned in my guild's quilt show auction and it's burning a hole in my purse. I've got to get to the bank, cash it then down the road to the local quilt shop (less than a mile) - can't wait.
Sue Cahill (sbonetsue at yahoo dot com)
So many pretty fabrics! I love them all!
so pretty
all in a row...
:)
I am so jealous of people who have the money (And storage space!) to indulge in fabric hoarding. To have all of that variety right on hand! Oh, I would turn green with envy, but there are so many other colors to choose from that I can't decide.
The best thing is to not go anywhere near fabric shops unless you really really have to. The only trouble is they do call, even if you are miles away, and it is like a Siren's call, dragging you in from afar.
You just gotta give in!
I love the pig fabric. I'm totally blanking on the name, but I love those books!
Beautiful fabrics. It IS an affliction. I can't stop buying fabric either. sigh. happy blog birthday!
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