Last August I decided to try and find a use for all my teensy fabric scraps, and vowed not to buy any more brand new fabric. It’s official now. I just can’t do it. The scraps were the first to be let go. I still keep scraps 2″ or larger to incorporate into my quilts, but the smaller stuff just goes in the trash. I found it was very heavy and dense to use for stuffing. Too dense for pin cushions, and I worried that if the softies I used it in were washed, they might mold before they actually dried out. Giant pillow, Herr Hedgehog, is still doing well, but he weighs a ton.
As for fresh-off-the-bolt fabric, I think my first slip was buying new flannel for the back of my niece’s baby quilt. That then led to new flannel for the Ladybug and Strippy Blue baby quilts (hopefully balanced by the blue one’s exclusive use of scraps). It’s a slippery downhill slope to then buying fat quarters for “class samples” and so as not to be rude (it was red and white polka dots after all). I realized at Craft Day last Saturday that I had also bought brand new fabric when one lady brought me yardage I had requested from Poland. It matches my dishes so I HAD to have some. (I’ll post pictures of the table runners I’m going to make from it, just as soon as I buy new muslin to use as backing — the damask comforter covers are too heavy for the muslin-based pottery fabric.)
Which then leads me to the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. I could no longer lie to myself that I’m not buying new fabrics. Two of Katja’s best friends are celebrating their birthdays on Monday. I decided that rather than buy more pink plastic sparkley things for the girls, I’d make them tiered skirts. I’d make Katja one too. Then I’d use the scraps for gym bags (as “wrapping”) that they can use when they all start school in the fall. Great idea, but I couldn’t make three au currant tiered skirts for six year-old girls out of my stash of dirty greens purples and browns, odd silk snippets, hand dyed table cloths, and leftover samples. No, I had to go to the fabric store and buy new, fashionable, yardage:
(The fabric which matches my dishes is the one to the right of the pink camo.) I had actually seen the pink camoflage fabric the week before when I went to buy batting and kicked myself for making such a silly no new fabric rule. When I realized that I couldn’t follow my own rules I ran back — straight to the pink — and built the rest of the skirts around that fabric.
Here’s Katja’s skirt on:
Here’s all three:
Katja matched up the appropriate skirt with it’s gift/gym bag:
And here’s how they’ll go to the party:
Well, Katja’s already used her bag today for her tumbling class. She’s dying to wear her skirt to Kindergarten, but I’m not letting her until the party so as not to spoil the surprise for the other girls.
And though I can’t seem to keep from buying new fabric, I have proven to myself that I can find alternate places for fabric, and significantly reduce the amount of new fabric I buy. I’m not saving the world, but maybe I’m making it a little prettier.