Yeah. It's gonna be an absolutely fabulous quilt, isn't it? Except for a slight problem.
My girlfriend had a quilting malfunction of epic proportions. The top was done. It was perfect. And everything was straight.
And then? She put the top, batting and bottom together; pinned it; and quilted.
Somewhere along the line, the thing came unhinged. And stretched. And became a quilting disaster.
My friend was distraught and immediately purchased replacement fabric at her expense.
Except for one. She went to two separate stores, to no avail.
You know what is coming, don't you? It was the one that Roo loved the best.
Of course! It's the one that she built the entire collection around.
It was a sullen Roo-girl I took back to the fabric store in OUR neighborhood to see if we could locate the renegade roses.
I had a flashback to many shopping trips when she was looking for "the" dress and ended up in tears.
Because it was an even sullener Roo who left the store empty-handed. The perfect fabric was not there, and there was nothing that could substitute.
She was unhappy unhappy UNHAPPY.
Fortunately, though, a quick drive through that fabulous French restaurant, Jacques in Zee Box, brought back a little sparkle.
I knew she was back among the living when one of her curly fries was pushed into my mouth.
*update: Yes, we did find the fabric online. So, win-win: fabric AND curly fries!*