I’m off today for Passover and this is project number one.
It’s just out of control.
There’s a synagouge in the middle of New York’s Garment District called, “Garment Center Congregation.” It’s probably been there for years and I didn’t notice until now since I work for a Jewish organization. Can I convert just to attend? Love that name.
Here’s the conversation I need to have with my priest. Except, I’m not Catholic.
Me: Bless me father, for I have sinned.
Father: How long since your last fabric binge my child?
Me: Well, father, a year and a half ago. In the garment district.
Father: My child, what hast thou done?
Me: Well, see what happened was…..
Here’s the deal. Julia, fabric conscience, and I agreed to spend one amount, and I went over that by 100 percent.
I went to Stretch World, Spandex House and Metro Textiles (thanks Ann). I got 5 yards of navy blue eyelet, 6 yards and 2 yards of two shades of seersucker, 1 yard stretch satin, 5 yards and 3 yards of two one way stretch matte jerseys, 2 yards each of two striped jerserys, 6 yards of one solid cotton jersey and 2 yards of a stretch plaid. For once though, I know exactly what I want to make with everything.
I CANNOT buy ANYTHING more until the fall. Seriously. I must be stopped. I am not kidding you when I say I am addicted to fabric.
I honestly get a high from buying fabric. My mind starts to burst BURST with the possibilities.
I don’t know how I’m going to sleep tonight.