My fabric stash has been taking over my cutting table. I’ve kept most of my fabric in piles along the back of the table, and it’s been driving me insane. So today, I purchased a storage unit with six cubes to fit perfectly underneath the table, thinking “Oh, six cubes will never be enough to hold my many, many flowing yards of fabric. But at least it’s a start.”
Not only did the shelves provide plenty of storage for my (measly) fabric “collection” (ha!), but there was one. Whole. Entire. Cube left over for a box. Funny how when it’s all folded nicely and placed into proper little storage cubes, it suddenly doesn’t look like a very impressive stash.
And I think we all know what that means. (Trip to the fabric store on my lunch break?)
I’ve visited blogs where ladies have shared photos of their fabric collections, and some of them are just breath-taking. Fabric is so beautiful, and I find it especially pleasing when it’s organized by color. I just want to dive in and live among the rows and rows of bold prints and soft calicos, where it’s okay to mix red with pink, stripes with plaids, bright green apples with vintage Chinese lanterns.