Now however it's out of control, I'm off the wagon, hitching a ride to textile paradise. I can no longer curb my desire by spending days searching for fabric on the Internet, gradually losing the will to buy as the hours pass. I blame it all on Very Berry and her big list of UK fabric shops.
They're all there, on that list, with more being added every week. All available at the click of a button, all pushing the most delicious fabric and all complicit in my decline. How am I supposed to turn away from temptation when it comes so beautifully presented?
|After removing the inconspicuous outer packaging this was how my recent purchase from Seamstar looked|
|With a handy little bookmark with all sorts of useful info on it|
|Not forgetting the fabric|
I know I'm weak, I really shouldn't give in. I should call on my resolve, repress the need to own more fabric, cease to be swayed by pretty packaging.
But Oscar Wilde had it right, and as the Borg would say "Resistance is futile"