Once upon a time in a small suburban city of New Jersey, there lived a fiber fanatic who loved to sew. She surfed the internet constantly talking to other sewing friends and visiting fantastic fiber spots. She even shopped for lucious fabrics from the internet and knew the UPS man intimately because he delivered all of her treasures to her.
One week when she was off to enjoy the pleasure of sewing with no interruptions she began her sewing adventures with a beautiful paisley cotton that she had just received in the mail. The cotton sang beautiful songs to her and enticed her into believing that it would become the most beautifulest dress in her wardrobe.
So the fiber fanatic took the time to draft a new dress front onto a TNT dress pattern, all the time listening to the sweet song of the fabric. Then she cut the fabric out so thrilled because not only did she make the pattern alterations work (not one of her strong suits) but also because she could actually "see" the new dress. The fabric's song was that strong but then disaster struck...
As she lovingly laid the cut out fabric pieces on her sewing table, the fiber fanatic realized that horrors of horrors, the top back piece was missing. As she gazed at the scraps - just teeny, tiny scraps of fabric remaining in the garbage can, her heart sank. The beautiful dress had no back! Now why when the fabric was singing did it not share this with her? And why when it sang so lovingly of how beautiful she would look, did it not remind her? Or why as she dug through her notions drawer and found the perfect white piping buried at the bottom of said drawer, did the song not warn her of the heartbreak to come?
At the realization of her mistake, she sank to the floor in despair...What to do? What to do? And then the thought of 8 more days of sewing and the possibilities of more mistakes and doomed outfits caused her to sob...what a way to begin a sewing vacation! The fiber fanatic had dreamed of this sewing vacation for weeks. It had kept her calm through some dicey situations at work. She had dreamed about it as she sat in traffic coming home after a long, hard day and was this how it was to begin? And more horrors, was this how it would continue? Everything she attempted to make 'causing her heartbreak!? Her world seemed bleak indeed.
And then in the background, she heard that darn fabric's song again! Can you believe it still had the nerve to sing? But it quietly helped her stand up and make her way to her trusty computer. It had her type a quick note to the owner of the internet fabric store and order more fabric. Now another 1/2 yard of fabric is winging its way to the fiber fanatic.
Will the day be saved? Will the fiber fanatic make a wearable dress? Or will the fiber fanatic be disappointed yet again? Stay tuned for more adventures of the fiber fanatic's sewing vacation!