When I was a teenager, I worked at Winn’s, a five and dime here in San Antonio. I started out working in the candy department (one aisle! But I was also on the register.) I lobbied hard to be put in the fabric department since I found myself back there most of the time anyway. This was a store where fabric came in flats, not bolts, and it was always cheap, the most expensive usually $3 a yard.
Finally my dream came true, and instead of collecting a paycheck every two weeks, I collected a stack of fabric. Now, I told you, I love clothes. And teenaged me loved clothes even MORE. I don’t remember watching TV in those days, except MTV, and I always wanted to emulate what the musicians and dancers were wearing. So many nights, I’d come home from work around 8:30 and sew myself something to wear the next day.
Now, I don’t work in a fabric store any more, but I do visit as often as I can (Winn’s, alas, is no more.) And I don’t come home and sew what I buy right away. In fact, my fabric stash is a little overwhelming. Fred brought me home a row of lockers, and the top three lockers are stuffed with fabric: flannel, holiday prints, western prints. I bought a cool basket at an estate sale and I have probably a dozen pieces in that. I have another basket and a wooden crate, and another wooden crate has projects I’ve already cut out. And I have an order on its way from equilter.com (they were on sale!!)
I saw a meme the other day that said that buying fabric and sewing are two different hobbies, and I’d say that’s accurate. One of rhe things my mom, brother and I love to do is find coordinating fabric. Not fabric that’s designed to coordinate, but fabric that we match—style, color, that sort of thing. That’s why my stash is so big. I buy something I think will coordinate and it doesn’t, so then I have to buy something to coordinate with that AND something else to coordinate with the original fabric. It’s a fun game that leads to an overflowing workspace.
Nothing makes me happier than getting an email from equilter. I’ll try to save it until my work is done so I can browse leisurely, but I don’t always have that much self-discipline. My wish list has a hundred and fifteen items in it! (Better than my locker, I guess!)
Then there are the fat quarters. The week we came back from Thanksgiving break, I found myself at Walmart before school every morning, picking up something I needed. And I’d walk by the fabric counter and of course they had Christmas fabric cut in fat quarters, so I picked up about ten of those. I sent a picture of my cutting table to my brother the other day, saying I thought I might have a sickness. He thought I might be on to something.
So yes, I think buying fabric and sewing it are two different hobbies (though I did sew a lot this week! I’m using up scraps right now, just as fast as I can! I can’t wait to share with you what I’ve been making!