|Gorgeous wool knit with couched yarn illustrating why a person goes to NYC. This stuff is not at Fabricville.|
First of all I need to wrap up my New York trip with some trim shots to say, yes Carolyn I did hit those too, as part of my long slow runway onto my Channel jacket. My husband, who trooped around with me, did ask a few times if I didn't already have enough black trim since we were already carrying multiple yards from the last store doesn't fully appreciate how trims could be so different, but I am sure you can.
The black stuff is for the black boucle with zebra print silk lining that is waiting for me to get started, the red for some Linton tweed I picked up because after all that princess seam muslin fitting I am certainly going to be get some kind of return by making more than one:
|This is crazy wool ruffle on an elastic centre so it will stretch - I love it and have no idea what to do with it.|
|Some poodle type trim that I now need to buy some pink boucle to go with it - sort of invoking the poodle skirt colour scheme which maybe is too literal an interpretation of the poodle resemblance.|
|My mom, 84 and sharper than I am and most other people too. She's the person who taught us all to sew even though she hates doing it herself. Great mothers do things like that.|
|Miss Scarlett getting to know my sisters' kids, in a sort of great grandchild on top of grandchild pyramid.|
Now off to measure my fabric.