I love my local quilt store, it is my true and trusted friend. It is located on my same block which may or may not be a good thing! I have run up there for advice, a spool of thread as well all the fabric for an entire quilt. It was my first source for long arm quilting before I got my own. I love it, I really do but when I go on vacation there is nothing I enjoy more than discovering a new place to indulge my fabric habit.
"Hello gorgeous" was my enthusiastic response to the store I happened upon in Hannibal, MO. My next response was: I. WANT. IT. ALL. There were four rooms and I could barely breathe by the time I got to the last one. Plus, my husband was napping in the car. Be still my heart and focus, Kathy. But the new fabrics! The bright fabrics! The new kits! I was debating, did we really need to buy groceries this fall, could we skip paying for the utilities? Breathe, Kathy, breathe! You may get a few treats, put those bolts down. No, you may NOT buy one whole room.
Luckily, I had remembered my blood pressure medicine that morning so the only serious damage was to the credit card. One kit, 3 yards, one fat quarter bundle, two books, a couple of panels and one or two other trinkets made it into a bag and then the back of our car. I climbed in the car, had a sip of water and fought the urge to go back a second time.
Someone recently asked me what my favorite quilt store was and I truthfully answered I don't have one. I find a quilt store on every trip and all my souvenirs are gathered from these treasure troves. I've bought fabric in Leadville, CO, Aix-en-Provence, France and Paducah, KY. For fabric, I am the equivalent of the bad girlfriend. I am always flirting with a new store, calling out "Hey there sailor, show me what you've got." Sometimes I remember where I got all the lovelies in my stash and other times I have no idea. I am lucky to have Quilt stores to channel my fickle side, my wandering eye and my untrue heart.
Then I get in the car to the true love of my life who takes me to all these stores and pretends to believe me when I answer his query, "What you'd get?" with "Oh, nothing much." Now that's worth my unwavering loyalty, plus... he's really good at driving me places!