The Fair is in town this week. Excuse me, ‘the fahrrr’ is in town. So my usual photographer keep slinking off to take time-capture, slow contrast,hoo-ha shutter speed, something, something fancy arty pictures instead of actually honoring the rare event when I get out of my UPS brown scrubs in the evening to show off my projects. His lack of support is being noted in my little book. He will rue the day, much rueage. Much rueage.
But I am here! I’m even dressed. I was pretty excited to haul out the off season totes and find things I’d made last summer and wasn’t horrified by. I think I am indeed a summer sewist- with the exception of print corduroy- I loves that.
The Coolness goes on!
Check out the totally undeserved, but much appreciated haul I got from TJ!
Man-made fossil buttons! Metallic knit material! Oh! Oh!
Vintage border print! I also got a Burdaplus magazine that I’ve been carrying around and marking with a million post-its! Thankls TJ!!
A random sage thought for the day from my cats namesake, Mark Twain: A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.
photo credits: meadhawg