I have no shame.
I greedily sit on the dusty floor of some dead old lady's house down the street, rummaging through her most treasured sewing fabrics and supplies, selecting gems for my own excessive and obsessive collection. I sneeze. Neighbors pass through the room, not recognizing me due to my crazed smile and the devilish glow to my eyes. I mutter to myself, conjuring the spirits of secret sewing caches to direct me to the best of the old lady's possessions. Another hoarder walks into the room, and we laugh lightly and insincerely at each other's mutual passion for cast off notions and textile scraps. She is my competition and her presence accelerates my searching. The crinkling of the plastic bag as each item falls into its depths urges me to find more.
And more and more and more.
She who dies with the most fabric, wins, right?
Here are a few of my most recent finds. How shall I put them to use??
English sport coat buttons depicting sheep atop weather vanes
Large gray coat buttons.... don't you love finding old buttons that are sewn onto the card with twine?
The perfect length of cotton eyelet trim for a skirt hem... but should I think outside the box?
Sparkly silver trim. I'm thinking holiday.
Wobbly cotton seersucker in pink and grey.