Friends, I don't mean to play the victim, but why does this always happen to me?
I left my apartment early this morning to go pick up some swatches for Michael's winter coat at Mood, but I never made it there. Not a block from my apartment, outside the High School of Fashion Industries (the 25th St. side), I stumbled upon the mother lode.
Are those whole bolts of fabric in that bag?
In sum, bags full of old fabric, some nice, some not-so-nice.
I left stuff behind -- I can't take it all!
Can I interest you in some gently worn dress forms?
I could have taken more but how much fabric can one person possibly salvage? I was so cold after digging through this stuff, it was all I could do just to drag it home.
Here's my haul, which is now sitting outside on my balcony in the freezing cold until I have a chance to launder it.
I think this lightweight plaid is cotton rayon suiting.
Below is a soft, thin, cotton flannel. It would make a good lightweight interlining.
Finally, there's this blue and brown plaid, which I think is either all acrylic or an acrylic/wool blend.
The wrong side has that somewhat fuzzy acrylic look.
What I like most about this haul is that the fabrics I took all coordinate with each other. I'm seeing winter separates!
Readers, as fun as it is to find fabric in the trash, it's also a bit of a hassle. After it's all laundered, I have to find someplace to store it. Remember, I don't have a basement, attic, or garage. But I shouldn't complain, should I? If this is a sign of the year to come, I'd better start decluttering now.
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