My second source of fabric was Morocco, via my daughter. Before she left, I asked her to bring me fabric, even though she knows nothing at all about fabric. As luck would have it , the mother in her host family is a tailor/seamstress/upholsterer and helped my daughter select three pieces. I'm supposed to use the fabric to make a long, caftan-like garment commonly worn in Morocco (DD doesn't remember the Arabic name of the garment, but assures me it is NOT a caftan). But I think I'll use the pink and the blue to make tunic tops using BWOF 06-2009-135. The black and white should make a nice blouse to go with a black skirt or pants – maybe BWOF 09-2008-137 & 138. I'm going to shuffle the projects in my queue so I can finish one of the tunics before my daughter goes back to UVA. She is such a sweetie - I want her to know how much I appreciate the fabric.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Now I can say, "I have a stash". A nun from my daughter's former high school called to say she had some fabric I might be interested in. "Some fabric" turned out to be four green trash bags and three large boxes full of fabric. The fabric belonged to the mother of a secretary at the school and reflected the taste of a 70 year old woman. There were lots of double knits, polyester gabardines and fabrics that are really not my taste. But Sister was motivated to get rid of the fabric and it's hard to say no to a nun when she is motivated! I took lots (but not all) of it because I knew she wanted me to, not because I thought I would use the fabric. I'll go through the stash again and sort out the fabrics I'm sure to use. The rest can be used for test garments. Those who know my sewing habits know this much fabric makes me uncomfortable. But I admit, it does feel good to know I'll always have something to sew.