When I returned home from Santa Fe I found a letter requiring that I pay a visit to the "mothership."
My TB test was expiring and they let me know that if I didn't have the paper work in by the end of May, I would be "terminated!" That's one way to handle a budget crisis.
As I said before, my salary supports my art! (It's really crafts.) So, I dutifully went to the fourteenth floor of bureaucracy and took care of it.
As long I as I was down there anyway...
Couldn't hurt to make a few stops...
This trim store had floor to ceiling beads, trims and ribbons.
It wasn't well organized or charming. In fact, I had to pull a long string in this room to turn on the lights! The ribbon was only 50 cents a yard and they had all sorts, but this wasn't my main destination. I just bought a few charms and went on my way.
Everywhere I go that Paris Swap is on my mind!
Here we are, the stuff of legends!
Ah! I am crazy for this whole shelf!
I found two things on the sale rack. One pattern I had eyed a few months ago. Love when that happens. Still, much of the time this gigantic fabric Meca is overwhelming. I drool and drool, but can not make up my mind.
Across the street...
The loft is Michael Levine's last chance clearance. It's a bargain hunter's fabric paradise- so long as you don't have anything specific in mind. I love digging around the boxes and seeing what I might find. Once I got a piece of suede. I have gotten a lot of denim and bottom weight fabrics for my bags here. This time I got really lucky and arrived shortly after a big dumping of cottons!
This is most of the four pounds of fabric I bought.
My TB test is good for five years. My fabric stash will probably last that long too.