I filled my wonderful wall of shelves. It was so much fun. I folded fabric for hours. I had to make so many important decisions. Like... should this go on that shelf or this shelf. Sigh. Brushed cotton flannelette is on the far left and vintage sheets come next. It was a bit difficult to get a great photo of the whole shebang as the wall of shelves is in a area between the downstairs bathroom and the downstairs living room. The opposite wall has floor to ceiling storage cupboards. I must confess I have other sewing stuff in those cupboards but not the stash. I am over the moon excited to have all my fabric except my scraps in this wall. It makes life so much happier when it is all in one place. I found fabric that I had forgotten about. Oops. I also noticed that I have very little orange in my collection.
Did you notice that I have a step stool? To reach the top shelves. OH. There is still room for more fabric. Don't worry! Husband keeps threatening to dig out the kid's Fisher Price cash register for me so I can play fabric store in a big way. Funny.
Wall of fabric. Thank you, Husband. It makes me so happy. Happy Father's Day!
|Yep, flea market fancy including some orginal|
|Pure fabric heaven|
|Just a few vintage sheets and a bit of flannelette|
|In progress, me playing with fabric|