Abakhan Haul

I went with 3 projects in mind. I ended up with enough fabric for a dozen.

My rate of dressmaking is about one item every two to three weeks so that means I really shouldn’t buy any more material for 6 months. How likely is that, do you think?
The trouble with going to Abakhan in Mostyn, North Wales is that the choice is so huge and the prices, especially within the remnant section, so darn cheap!
It is a good thing it is two hours away. However, it is just a small detour off my route to visit my parents in North Wales, so Freya and I had arranged to meet my mum there. There was some sort of mad sale going on in one of the converted sheds but we never made it in there; the queues were far too long. I found some bargains amongst the remnant baskets none the less.

Here is my haul. Being hauled out of the remnant section, I can only guess at the fabric types but here goes.

This fabulously bright light weight poly dress fabric was crying out to be a halter neck type top to be worn with my white jeans.

This is a heavier weight stretchy viscose. I have plans for a cross over stretchy top with sleeves.

Blue stripy jersey for T shirts. Boring but necessary. I seem to have bought masses. So that’s stripy blue T shirts for everyone then!

Zingy stretch cotton perfect for a Boden dress take off.
I couldn’t resist these birds. In fact the lady ahead of me in the queue was holding this roll of gorgeousness. At just £2.20/m I bought 3m! Enough for a dress and a top. Or maybe a kimono wrap for holiday lounging! Yes, perfect.

Freya choose this for a kimono of her own. No, she’ll not be making it. It would end up in the ‘eternal’ pile along with the pyjama bottoms she started.

Another heavy drapey stretch viscose. It’s crying out for a cowl neck top but I am resisting. Maybe a cowl neck with short sleeves? But I’ve just received a copy of the Myrtle Dress by Colette so fingers crossed that I have enough.

 And finally to my favourite. There is masses of this viscose too. At least 3m. It has to be a dress.

As mothers do, I thoroughly embarrassed my daughter by stage whispering, ‘Don’t look now but over there is Deborah from the Sewing Bee!’ I’m not a wierdo groupey but I wasn’t the only one looking to see what she was buying. But I suppose that’s the price of sewing fame!

Now what shall I start on first.
Love, Lucie xx