I was shopping at Trader Joes and a young twenty something store employee stopped me, "Mam", she said, (Mam?? is she really talking to me? mam??) "where did you get your cardigan?" (now that's more like it) "LOFT" I answer. And she stares blankly--"you know, Ann Taylor's LOFT?" Still blank. So I instruct her where to find a store, and move along. So I have found my niche-my choice of caridigan color-still cool, my choice of store to purchase it at--only cool to those of us "Mams".
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The Quilter not in me.
Would someone do this? Someone I know who would do this stuff for me (ahem . . Lindsay). I would trade for cool stuff. Why can't I like to sew? I hate it. For reals. Hate it. But I come up with sewing projects all the time. I do them once a year when I convince myself I don't hate it, and then I do it and remember I hate it, then I ditch my machine in the back of the closet until I forget again. It's kind of like getting pregnant-you know how you forget?
Anyhow. Check this out HERE. And follow her blog. She is one of the coolest people I don't know.
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