However, I have not been fabric shopping. I have been fabric ogling at Falling Through Your Clothes (this in particular) but I managed to resist going to Fabricland on my way home from a clients office this afternoon. I was pretty proud of myself for holding the wheel steady as it started to go on autopilot to the right. I thought I had a piece of fabric similar to her, alas no. I think I was smoking crack, or it speaks to how your stash changes when a year goes by between purchase and looking at it again. She has a lovely black and white satin with circles, I have this:
|Thread is there for scale, those are BIG circles.|
Sigh, what a mess. There is rooibos tissue over on the sewing desk, that is my ill-fitting Sencha hanging on the rack. The black & white satin is in the corner by the closet... I gotta get organized. Hopefully shame will help.