Look at this stuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?
Look at this trove
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you think
Sure, she's got everything
I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
I've got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs?
I've got twenty!
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more!!
In my attempts to prove crafty and skilled, I wander around sewing/crafting/bead/what-have-you stores with the best of intentions (for clarity's sake, those intentions are to eventually complete a project). While I may walk away without any definitive plans, I rarely walk away without something. Be it sparkly hot glue sticks, buttons, or cute trim, if I see it and it can be paid for with the spare change in my bag, it ends up coming home with me
Because I never really have a plan for these things, I've amassed a giant notions pile. And by pile I mean general collection of things strewn about so that it hides the color of my floor (See! My slovenly nature is not just a product of my laziness, but is artfully constructed to hide the hideous floor-to-floor red carpeting that envelops my room).
Undeterred, I continue to collect and collect and collect things that I want to turn into something beautiful, but never do. And high on that list is Nikki Lee's hand dyed lace.
photo via Nikki Lee
It is gorgeous and goodness, am I jealous. Imagine, a woman who loves her craft enough (and is motivated enough) to take her hobby and turn it into a small business. She is worlds away from my lazy bum. She just opened an etsy shop and has a giveaway on her blog, both of which will be very dangerous for me.
Oh these women! Draining my laundry money and making me feel altogether unproductive. (Ok that last one might be me projecting but still!)