Staring at Lace…I get the design board up to the lace part,and then I just STARE at it.
I have an enormous collection. It started when I wanted to get married in a gown covered in bits and pieces of scraps of lace in 2001. I found one…
It was $3000. I gagged, but was able to stop what followed only because I was wearing it. We went with a more flat style with scraps of lace on handkerchiefs with the date embroidered on them and an awesome Red velvet cape.
But I started collecting scraps and bits, at close outs and at garage sales.
I had a daughter who was going to be of marrying age in a few years, like if, THAT ever happened….
She married at 2 am in Las Vegas in a pin-up girl style and dress in 2009 …BLAST, it was not (I’m too old for that caarap)…Sing with me now,… “I did it mmmyyyyyy wwwaaayyyyy”.
So I HAVE all this LACE. I feel like I’m married to it somehow. I mean…what if it’s the wrong decision, what if I have to take it off, that’s a booger to do. But I get it in placed, and I’ll be attaching it on a sleeve after FINALLY deciding “this tea dyed french 2 inch would look incredible on a frothy soft blue top.”
I sit and pause as the machine starts to whine and I stop mid-stitch and think,
“Oh good grief, you aren’t marrying it for GODs sakes”….see what I mean.
“Well that’s just too plain, maybe we should improve on the plan”.
This is a red flag. This is NOT a good thing.
Improving on the plan usually gets me a flustered raving pouting mess…
So I keep going. Thank goodness it’s time for a break.
I almost messed with the plan.Thank the powers that be,… it ended before it started. It would inevitably ended up with me staring at the lace again (all 4000 or so yards of the stuff) and getting nothing done.
I say…,” Hay self, why do you do that?
Self says,”Is it because it’s pretty?”
“Na, that’s not it, I mean it is pretty and all but that’s not it.”
“Well, what the hell is it self?”
“Maybe you are superstitious, and think if you use it …I don’t know something will happen?”
“Na, it’s like eye candy,it makes me smile to look at it…I just love it!”
“Na, that’s stupid. You are just a 2 year old who doesn’t want to share.”
“Yeah, THAT could be it… You never did like to share either.”
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