Here are a few things I picked up at the Ottawa Fabric Flea Market last Saturday:

A vintage embroidered pillowcase with peacock (I’m thinking applique for a skirt or blazer)

Silk squares with pretty vintage-inspired patterns (I’m thinking pocket scarves)

Rolls of tie fabric with various patterns (to be used for my silkscreened office ties)

It was the first time I had been to the sale, and when the doors opened, it was madness. Women (I’d say I saw two men there: one as a vendor and one who was likely dragged by his girlfriend/partner) of all ages swarmed the tables full of vintage and new fabric, notions, patterns, and other items you knew you probably already had but you were going to buy anyway.

And as you went round the tables, you’d hear “I don’t have any room for more fabric” or “My husband is going to kill me for buying so much” or “I only came in here for buttons”. I rationalized in my head it was for the children (proceeds were going to a local school) so to buy more was all the better.

When I came home, I was exhausted. But when I looked over at the bags full of sewing goodness, I was energized. (And fortunately J understood.)