For the Love of fabric.
We all know how much I love fabric. Luckily for me I found a way to make a living loving fabric.
I make it into beautiful tablecloths and rent it out so that everyone can enjoy the beauty of a great looking tablecloth. Unfortunately, I think it is more than a material attraction (no pun intended). You see, sometimes when the tablecloths come back and they are covered in candle wax and schmutz I feel a little sad. Not sad that I have to wash and clean them, I am sad that someone treated the tablecloths like a rag. I know, I should get out more often. But here is the thing, it turns out that a lot of people love fabric and sometimes it is the love that turns the fabric into a rag. You see that raggedy scrap of fabric that has been washed, bleached and rubbed within an inch of it’s raggedy little life? That “blanket” is the most beloved piece of fabric in one little girl’s life and it is a source of pure comfort and joy just to have that in her hand. Now that is really loving fabric!