Our weather has been mostly unpredictable (snow, rain, hot, cold) for a couple months, but the last few days have definitely been "spring." And in spring, a "younger" woman's thoughts turn lightly to yellow cotton sundresses.
There is something distinctly "spring" about certain shades of yellow, and all week I have been longing for a trip to Joann Fabrics to find a bright springy-yellow cotton print to make a summer dress. Do I have enough cotton fabric already to make at least 10 summer dresses? Yes. Does yellow make my little Norwegian self look like a large walking banana? Yes. Does any of that matter? Not in the slightest.
The addictive property of fabric is in its potential. The dress I could make, the jacket it could become, the suit I envision--the image is always much better than the Garment of Reality, which usually involves some editing, trimming, and lots of swearing. But in the fabric store, EVERYTHING is possible. I could look good in yellow. That gathered skirt really wouldn't make my hips look huge. Microsuede pants really won't make that corduroy "whooshing" sound with each step. In spite of all previous evidence to the contrary, attempting a full-size quilt really won't make me want to slit my wrists. Everything is possible.
Since the possibilities are always better than the reality (and take far, far less time), I can sit here and admire a closet full of fabric and yarn just waiting to be used. And all I can think about is buying more. A lovely, springy-yellow.......
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