11 January 2006
A Picture Purchase Day
Ok, I was feeling crappy this morning. We're talking "I hate my life" kind of bad mood. So, rather than stew over dirty laundry, I charged the digital camera and headed out for some fiber therapy. So glad I did!!
First, I went to the Textile Museum, where I saw the Terrible Beauty bug show everyone is talking about.
I thought it was very cool, but I actually preferred the permanent collection and patterns display. My favourite fabric was this cotton coat lining. (No, I did not use a flash on the light sensitive articles. I had the camera set on a high indoor exposure.
Then, a cup of tea in a lovely Queen St. bakery. On the way from tea to Romni Wools, I passed Circa 40, a vintage clothing shop that is having a going out of business sale. I picked up a slightly ratty, but gorgeous fifties cut summer dress for 10 bucks. It's dark blue and green as was everything else I bought today. Hmm...
At Romni, I just got discombobulated. This often happens to me there. It's the same reaction I have at all-you-can-eat buffets. It feels like absolutely everything is there for the sake of being there, not because any selection process has taken place. I often leave without buying any yarn at all. (I do often get patterns there though). Today, I came across some lovely green Cloud Cotton in the sale basement. It immediately caught my eye and I have no idea what to do with it, but I now own 2 skeins. Only 5 bucks each! I also bought some new point protectors.
Last stop was the Knit Cafe. I walked between all the destinations, by the way. Yeah for me. I went there primarily to check out the vibe because their Stitch n bitch has been recommended to me. I quite liked the atmosphere and will definitely be bringing my knitting bag there soon. I bought my first ever skein of Noro Silk Garden, a real extravagance. Likely, I'll make a neckerchief of some sort with it. I also bought the zine Take Back the Knit which is published by a fellow Toronto knitter. It's very cool reading and I do so enjoy supporting local artists.
So, much cash and walking later, I feel better. Sometimes one just needs to immerse oneself in colour and texture. The soul needs it. Francois approves of the new dress.