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Thursday, August 27th, 2009 | Author: Margaret Spain

I love textiles, there I said it. No, I take that back, I love beautiful textiles. Over the years I’ve come across fabric lines that just seem to continue to court me and get me all giggly when they release new patterns. I’ve dubbed these lines my fabric boyfriends.

It’s not as weird as it sounds (ok, maybe it is), but these relationships are filled with just as many clichés as the real deal. A fabric catches my eye and I can’t look away. I find out a little more about the line and am intrigued. I get a crush. I spend a lot of time getting to know the ins and outs of the line: all the color ways, the fiber content, the way it drapes. I then start fantasizing about what we’ll do together in the future. Some days I’m over the top impressed with color and the pattern options, other times I’m disappointed and frustrated that the color is just not quite right. Eventually, I come to terms with the fact that this fabric boyfriend is not “the one” and I relegate it to my little black book that I go back to as the project arises. Fortunately for me the world is full of textiles and I’m a patient gal. Besides, it’s so much fun looking.

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