Today I wandered. Wandered about 400+ miles in search of the fabric that eludes me. I hit every Joann’s from the bottom of the state to the top!
My first stop. Strike one.
Second? Strike two.
About my fourth store I was beginning to get pissy and desperate, realizing that I probably won’t be finding another scrap of this fabric. It was truly disappointing. Thus at my fifth store and 300 miles in, I took the blinders off and started looking at other possibilities. And the gods of fabric opened the heavens and blessed me with some fantastic, mutant, ‘wtf is this?’ fabric. And I love it. Bought every scrap that store had.
Thus with a bounce in my step, I went to the sixth store to get more of my find. Only to find they didn’t have it.
Are you kidding me?
Luckily, I had the bolt of fabric, the barcode, identification numbers and every identifying thing available to it. So I asked one of the sweet workers to scan it with their magical hand held and tell me where I could find more.
And guess what?
It’s a discontinued fabric.
The universe is against the creation of this gown. It’s ridiculous!
So after a nice cool down, a bit of food and a regrouping plan, I began calling every remaining store in the state. At least I could save some time by calling and two hours later of hold music, I found the fabric in four other stores.
Thus I spent the rest of the day buying fabric and made myself a nice little pile.
I still have to shake the state of every last yard of this fabric – I’m determined to own all of it. But for now, I call it a night.