Thievery, incorporated

I know it’s rude to boast, but when you come home with a small bag stuffed to the brim of these wonders of cloth, it’s hard not to feel a little chuffed. Especially when it was free. I paid nothing for this, people. Zilch. Zero. Before our weekend visit, my mom mentioned she was cleaning her sewing room. I know where my bread is buttered I am a gracious daughter and offered to help. She’s been a quilter for so long now, that I just about forgot the ridiculous amount of garment fabric that was tucked away in there. She was color-coding & making way for all the quilting cotton, so what else was I to do than liberate some of these choice pieces?

Be prepared, a feast for the eyes.

mystery knit. wrap dress?

chambray. classic, simple.

heathered pink/lavender knit. oh so drapey.

basic red jersey. moderate drape.

basic fuchsia jersey. moderate drape.

crimson & camel jersey. very drapey.

b&w linen-like blend. the stripes aren't the right width, but i think i've found the fabric for my Lady Mary blouse.

lycra. and lace. i need help.

the most gorgeous sateen you'll never get your hands on.

silver lycra. more lace. really? i couldn't help it.

I held back, I swear, and only brought home notions/findings and fabric in my current palette. I’m still sticking to my spring/summer plan though!!!

zips and bias and hem tapes, oh my!

tiny ric rac. blue polka dot bias tape. flame lace hem.

metal zips. rad turquoise tape. rad.

these are on loan. ruffler, bias tape thingie, rolled hem. don't know what the others are.

Of course, there were some very unfortunate trips down memory lane. My crazy runs deep, y’all.

And then some sweeter memories, even if they are permanently stuck in the 90s. I didn’t take any of these, but it was fun. If only I had found the cut/unsewn MC Hammer pants of teal & black satin. There should be three pairs, neglected after my 6th grade self and two friends got into an argument and scrapped our dance routine for the talent show. Oh, those pre-teen years. She-ra, think we still got it?!

winter carnival. choker. combat boots.

maxi skirt. good god.

mini dress w/spaghetti straps worn over t. combat boots.

I may have neatly tucked away more yardage in my old bedroom. There was a lot of lycra. Bright yellow. My brief stint at figure skating lessons could in no way account for yards of yellow lycra. But if this bathing suit and bra making thing works out… Purple/lavender 5″ wide striped knit remnants from rugby jerseys. Bright pink twill, perfect for pedal pushers once I get this jeans thing down. I can’t even recall the rest of the color explosion hidden in an old chest. But it’s waiting for me. The patterns were inaccessible, yet I can’t wait to look at those with newfound respect. You’re the bomb, Mom!