Unless it's too pretty to pass up.
Unless it's too on-sale to leave it be.
Or it's given to me. Yeah, that happens all the time!
If we win the lottery this weekend, maybe we'll just buy a lovely fabric shop. And my husband can spend his days sewing straight seams and cutting fabric for me.
I decided not to post the other photo I have of fabric all over the cutting table. It's just too much to comprehend all at once. And now that my mom has high-speed internet, she may just peek at this and be mortified that I would share my fabric mess with all of you. Not that I'm ashamed...I know what your sewing rooms look like!