Posts Tagged ‘ Gaffney’s ’

And fabrics

For spring consideration, stuff kicking around the house.

A gray and black and lilac on white rayon blend.

purple gray black white rayon blend

Gray twill.

fabric-gray twill 2

Gray and white leopard poly/rayon blend.

gray black white leopard rayon blend

Black and white dotted cotton blend.


Magenta sheer silk.

silk magenta print

Purples (except the velvet)


Purple on white polyester

purple and white polyester crepe

Fun, c/o Gaffney’s and Vogue, mostly. Yard sales, too.

Welcome home

How bee-you-tee-ful.

hello happy plant

And we didn’t miss the amaryllis. He’s so so close!

amaryllis january

amaryllis january

This trip was a weird-o. Two flights were cancelled for snowstorms in Philadelphia and up the east coast, so we got in the car and hit it.

Though I had tons of car space in which to cart back fabric, I never even went to Gaffney’s. Dunno, just wasn’t in me. Does this mean I really really live here? I have enough amazing fabric shopping options here, I don’t need to hoard from Gaffney’s twice a year?

And I’m leaving this up a while longer:

newlywed christmas tree


Melted my dress front, bodice.

s 2360 bodice melted

Iron too hot.

Maybe can be saved.

With lots of topstitching

s 2360 bodice melted topstitched

Can you tell?!?!?!

Just a muslin…

Time for a brooch.

Thinking about tutus

tutu in pink, all done

While picking out fabric for her Christmas dress, the twirliest girl I know wanted a tutu, and how do you say no to that?

So together we bought 4 yards of hot pink net. She wanted the thing to stick straight out, prompting a lady at Gaffney’s I’ve feared since high school to give me the business about making it Stick. Straight. Out.

tutu net in hot pink

So I started with a funny free tutorial (sorry, it was free in October) about making filled tutus, which my SIL says are all the rage in South Jersey where they live. It made you fold the folded net or tulle once more, for four layers of stuff. A lady friend I work with came over and made one too, in a peachy shimmery tulle for her niece.

Mine was good… but not pokey enough. The skirt definitely drooped. So I doubled the fold again, making the 72″ wide net into eight layers of 9 inch net. and jammed heart-shaped sequins in one of the folded layers.

tutu net filled with hearts


tutu net filled with hearts

tutu in pink, all done

Which of course made me think, what if you made the top layer fabric so it looks like a skirt w built-in crinoline? Like a zebra skirt with purple or red underneath? How would that math work out? Stay tuned to find out.

It’s going to be a pink Christmas.

Sigh. The reason I started selling clothes online at all was precisely to sell off all the pink vintage clothing I found. Stuff that was so beautiful, but pink. No sir, I don’t like it. 

So of course, my niece, whose Christmas dress I make every year, chose p-i-n-k this time. In my favorite fabric store ever, during our special trip, just girls, she swept past teal velour, purple velvet, silvery knit and plunked her finger squarely on a hot pink baby corduroy.


With glitter, see?.

Efforts to push the dusty rose (and gray) taffeta were promptly denied.  

So this dress will be hot pink. And super twirly.

Since Gaffney’s is amazing, I grabbed up out of the quarter bin (not the yardage, the price) a chunk of this cotton that might make the bindings.


Close enough? I know it hardly screams “holiday”. But neither does pink.


Get out of jail

Refashioners, forgive me.

Shopped this weekend in Philadelphia with my best shopping buddy, my sister. On her cue, we went to Gaffney’s Fabrics in Germantown Friday to get her a few yards of cotton prints. The little girl’s ready to learn to sew, and I thought the Anda dress on BurdaStyle would be a simple, rewarding way to get started. I brought her a printout of the Minna dress, too. We’re both going to give that one a try by cutting it down into a tunic top.

To my surprise, she picked giant, modern floral prints. Giant white daisies on kelly green cotton; blue and yellow on a chocolate blend; white loops on a rich, red polished cotton that has a solid red border on one end. I bought myself some red and brown lightweight for Minna tops, a silver threaded black knit for some kind of basic dress and as much of this black, gray and purple jersey as they had:fabulous jersey

Right – the forgiveness. We also went to Daffy’s Saturday after a lady date to the opera together. I bought two pairs of jeans, brand new and right off the retail rack. They’re beautifully dark, they fit like a glove and they were on sale. Plus, Daffy’s is different from TJ Maxx or Marshalls in that its overstock is mostly European, so the jeans were made in Turkey and Italy. I felt good about not buying more cheap Chinese crap, and then I felt good that I had to really talk myself into buying these staples. And then I congratulated myself on putting back a pair of dark denim pants for the sole reason that they looked like something (unlike jeans) I could actually make.

I also considered a linen blouse with a lovely ruffle detail, (which shouldn’t be too hard to copy) but it didn’t fit. All the best, since I blew my Get out of Jail on the jeans.

The Wardrobe Refashion really has become a way of life for me. Buying new just isn’t exciting. Buying quality clothes and fabrics I can tailor to my own body are both very exciting. Watching my sister step into this world is so great, too.

Happy Birthday, little girl I love

My goddaughter who has legs up to her neck and avant-garde bangs (she cut herself, naturally) turned 7 this year. My girl loves a casual dress, and I love sewing for little ladies, so there’s the finished present.

I took this vintage Simplicity pattern thrifted in a packet of old patterns and lengthened the wrap top shown in yellow. The inside facing had to become longer, too, to hide all the denim fray, and I fused interfacing to a teal bandana to do that (pix here). Denim’s from Gaffney’s in Philadelphia, my very favorite fabric store.

Finally saw the little girl this past weekend, handed over packages, watched her twirl (despite the flu) in the dress *and* white on white embroidered cowboy boots purchased for a steal from Alcala’s Western Wear in Chicago.