I am cleaning/organizing my sewing room. Have you ever gone back and looked at fabric in your stash and think "why did I buy that"? I thought I'd share a few fabrics that baffle me now.
I bought this to put in the quilt for my son. But then him sleeping under a quilt with flames seemed like bad luck to me.
Chicken fabric, why did I feel the need for chicken fabric. It's not even cute chicken fabric.
Onions ... what was I thinking?
Again, same thing with this cabbage print. I don't even like cabbage.
I must have been vegetable obsessed. I actually think this may make a cute potholder, but I have no memory of buying this.
Also no memory of why I bought this, I like this one although why I own gnome fabric.
Has anyone else had this problem? I think it's called fabric consciousness disorder, or maybe when I go to the quilt shops or fabric stores, fabrics just follow me home.
When I was young I would coax neighborhood cats and dogs home and tell my mother they "followed" me. Maybe it's the same thing now, but with fabric.