my weight in denim

May 22nd, 2008

I’m on a Japanese craft book binge recently. It started when I finally purchased a few, after having seen the cute clothes other blog moms had been creating from these patterns. Since then, my fabric habit is totalling about $100 a trip and my Japanese book count is up to 10. As though it justifies the expenses, I’ve made a whopping 5 pair of pants and 4 shirts from the patterns, and 12 applique/screenprinted customized Ts with the left over creativity. 

When I complained to a friend about the addiction, he just didn’t get it. “Isn’t fabric cheap?” Well, yeah. At between $2 and $35 a yard, it is relatively cheap. But the issue is that you buy one fabric or maybe a few coordinating fabrics with no particular purpose in mind, and once you sew those up, you realize you need just one more piece so that you can make a funky/coordinated accessory, and just like those drinks at the bar – one piece leads to another and pretty soon you’re coming in late to work because you have to finish this one last seam, or this coordinating dress will just take 30 minutes, and in no time you find yourself laying face down in a pile of fabric scraps with lint in your hair, with no friends because they couldn’t stand to watch you head down this path and no money for food because you spent it all on fabric.

And it all started with a remnant and a japanese craft book.

Anyhow, it is not my fault that girlie clothes are so easy to sew and so cute, but although I had noticed Sylvie’s closet was filling with handmade goodies faster than anyone else’s, I didn’t realize anyone else had. Until the other night as I’m laying in bed with Will finishing two pair of pants for Sylvie when he asks, “who are those for? and who are THOSE for?” I couldn’t lie. He’d see her wearing both pair the next day. So I resolved to make him some handmades of his own.

On a whim, I turned into Joanns on the way to work. Call it fate – they were open at 9 AM beckoning to me on my commute to the office (it is right next door). And fate of all fates the entire denim aisle was 50% off! I snatched up the remaining 4-6 yards off quite a few bolts. We’ve got indigo washes, soft chambrays, navy denim with embroidered doggies… I bought it all. I could barely heft the bag into the car. My fingers will be permanently blue from the dyes!

2 Responses to “my weight in denim”

  1. 1 Fab-Junkie's Dad
    May 22nd, 2008 at 8:56 pm

    When she left home, her mother filled all her closets with fabric. All her brother’s closets with fabric. Her Mom has a pact with another lady that immediately upon hearing about the other’s death they are to rush to the other’s house and spirit all the fabric out of the closets to prevent scandalous stories about rooms full of bolts of cloth.

    Can this be a genetic twist?

  2. 2 MB
    July 4th, 2008 at 4:44 pm

    Well, why didn’t you just tell me that when I asked? 🙂

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