When we were in New York last fall, David gave me a wonderful gift. He held the joey for a whole afternoon while I went to look at fabrics. I copied out a list of places in the garment district but I didn’t make it past Mood. Before I went in, I told him “Well, I’m not really looking for anything.” I came out with six pieces.
Since I didn’t have anything in mind when I went in, I ended up buying my palette:
All but the yellow are knits. Beautiful soft glorious knits. I think solid knits are the hardest thing to buy online because they are all about texture and color (for me) and it’s hard to judge those on a screen.
I was so proud of myself for putting together a nice array of colors so quickly. But it turns out that like most things, I owe this one to my mom.
You see, she made this quilt for me when I was a baby:
We’re working to make sure Joey shares the same taste.