To Market, To Market
Saturday was epic. I am pretty sure I walked more than 15 miles throughout the day,(yes, my feet are still sore) and I had to pay over $10 for a mediocre lunch and another $3 for a 20 oz Diet Coke (which I don’t even like). But it was so, so wonderful. I was up at Spring Quilt Market in Salt Lake City at the Salt Palace (which is actually now called the Triad Center, but The Salt Palace sounds much nicer, don’t you think?)
Talk about sensory overload. Nearly 30 Aisles stuffed with pretty things on both sides. There were so many things to see and look at and touch. It was overwhelming. I am still processing the whole thing. And I’ve discovered when I get overwhelmed by stuff I pretty much just stop taking pictures. I was shocked at how few photos I came home with. But I do have some wonderful amazing stories about meeting fabric icons, and loads of inspiration. It was a fantastic weekend to say the least. I’ll have another post tomorrow about Market, and then I’ll be out of pictures, amazingly. But, here’s a few from Saturday.
This is Liesl Gibson, the brilliant mind (and hands) behind Oliver + S Patterns. I stopped and chatted for a few minutes, and tried really really hard not to admit to her face that I have a huge online stalkerish crush on her and I am obsessed with her children’s patterns and illustrations. I was not quite successful, but she gave me a little sample pack of fabric from her soon to be released children’s line. It is a treasure. I’m going to use it to make a doll quilt for Creamie so she can keep all her “children” warm and snuggled. Also, Liesl is totally nice and down to earth and easy to talk to. And I am still kind of freaking out. I want to be her.
This booth belongs to Joel Dewberry. And it was gorgeous. He and his wife were there talking to people and handing out flyers and brochures full of his gorgeous fabrics. And I was too afraid to talk to Joel himself. It wasn’t for lack of trying. I walked past his booth like 8 or 9 times, but when he looked at me and made eye contact I freaked and couldn’t bring myself to say hello. I just kept walking. Once when I walked past he was busy talking to someone, and I was brave enough to talk to his wife. She is lovely. And I found out that they live in Utah, and have four beyond beautiful children. Also both she and her husband and I all went to the same university. At the same time. And then I freaked out all over again. I love him. Really, and here’s the deal, dudes that design gorgeous fabric? That is seriously attractive. And I am not ashamed to admit that I am in love with him. And probably will continue to love him forever. Scott’s OK with it, and after talking to his wife I’m sure she is too. How can you not love a man who designs that stuff though?
The. Amy. Butler. Freaked out. Her new fabric line she is coming out with is corduroy and rayon, mostly for clothing. And it feels like butter. I want to make sheets out of it. Or underwear. Or something. It is beautiful. Also, yeah, this is Amy Butler. And it’s a good thing that I don’t have a picture of my freaking out face. It’s not pretty.
These four ladies (Kaye, Kellie, Debbie and Suzanne) are the reason I was there in the first place. They also work at my little fabric shop and had meetings all day with sales reps to place orders of beautiful new things. I sat and watched the whole process with the Michael Miller rep, and it was fantastically enlightening. They have hundreds of new fabrics, and we only ordered about 5% of what they had. Watching them narrow it down, and bicker and debate with each other (all while laughing so hard I nearly cried) was so much fun. I can’t wait to see the new bolts of fabric when they are shipped!
The Michael Miller booth was awesome. All the sales reps were wearing capes and masks. And, how can you go wrong with a mask wearing turquoise poodle and a phone booth for awesome guys in capes to hop out of. It was fantastic. Also, this guy was really funny.
After Market was over I headed to a Blogger Meetup hosted by Amy Smart at Blue Lemon Cafe. The rain had stopped, the food was great and it was crawling with bloggers who are all interested in the same kinds of things as I am. It was wonderful. I wish I had made those business cards I thought about making, and I wished I had taken more pictures. (And Laurel, why didn’t I get a picture with you? Seriously!) I wish I had won one of the wonderful prizes that had been donated by the sponsers. Particularly the turquoise beach cruiser. I had big plans of dropping my heavy bag in the little basket and riding to my car. I walked instead. Lame. Such is life.
Crazy Blogger Ladies all crammed into a too small little space and enjoying the largest chocolate dipped strawberries ever. It was fantastic. I wished I could have stayed a little longer, but my parking was going to expire and I needed to go reload.
I finished the night here, at the old Union Pacific Railroad Station turned mall/concert venue at an afterparty sponsored by Riley Blake. It was too dark inside to take photos, but they had an 80’s cover band playing and dozens of dancers decked out in their 80’s garb. There was more delicious food, some more prizes (that I didn’t win) and plenty of places to sit down and give my feet a break. Which might have been the highlight of the evening actually. It was such a great day, and I can’t wait to go again… someday. One more post tomorrow about my very favorite fabric designer and what I found out about her that makes me love her all over again.