Fabric Intervention

My name is Vanessa, and I am a fabric addict. There. I said it. It's true, I am hopelessly addicted to fabric. I can't help myself. I love the stuff. Don't get me started on trims, and embellishments either. I can't really explain or justify my fabric addiction, it just is.

This past Saturday, Monica and I took a trip downtown, to L.A'.s garment district, and paid a visit to Michael Levine's. If you live in L.A. or any of the surrounding suburbs, you've probably made a few trips downtown. It is not pretty, or really that safe, but it is so worth the trek into L.A.'s urban jungle. I have been to Michael Levine's before, but it's been years. This enormous fabric store has been around for years. My grandma, who is in her eighties, and was a professional seamstress, remembers shopping at ML's for all of her sewing supplies. The only way to describe this place is one word....heaven... for fabric addicts like myself! I have never seen so much fabric in one place. I'm talking about the good stuff...every designer under the sun. Bolt after bolt of deliciously beautiful fabric. It took us a while to orient ourselves, but once we did, it was the most fun. We spent almost three hours in there, and probably could have closed the place down. I came away with about 25 yards of fabric, and probably close to the same amount of trim...

Here's my booty...

It doesn't look like much, but it is!

It will be joining the rest of it's fabric siblings soon, LOL!









It seems like alot of fabric to me, but I'm sure some of you could blow me away, with the amount of fabric you have! I really need to clean this out soon....ah well, maybe tomorrow.

Happy Monday!