So I went to the fabric store.
At first, it was really exciting. So many pretty fabrics to choose from!
Then, it became really overwhelming.
When at last I was ready to throw my hands up in defeat and leave my windows naked and ghetto-esque, I saw this:
I really liked it. Plus, the price was right at $6 a yard, compared to the $40 per yard stuff I was coveting moments before. I wasn't sure how much I would need and there were only 5 yards left, so I got all of them.
There was a moment of uncertainty when the fabric lady asked me if I was going to sew this.
Ashley: Um, no, I don't think so.
Fabric lady: You don't think so?
Ashley: I don't know. I might glue it or nail it or something.
Fabric lady: Oh. You would need special heavy duty needle and thread if you were going to sew this. It's really heavy, it feels like a rug.
Ashley: Well, I guess that means I won't be sewing it. I don't know how to sew anyway.
Fabric lady: What are you doing with this, if you don't mind me asking?
Ashley: Window treatments.
Fabric lady: And you are gluing or nailing them together? You think?
Ashley: Yes, I think so. I do wish I could sew.
Fabric lady: Hmm. (skeptical look, didn't speak to me again)
But still, walking out of there and only spending $45 (I bought other junk too) felt really good. I really liked the fabric and I couldn't wait to get home and just do it!!
Then I got home.
It's just...it's a lot of fabric. I've read and reread all of Nester's posts and I want to do this pleated sort of deal over my sliding glass doors. Would there be ironing involved? She doesn't mention any ironing. I don't know, I was totally thinking I was coming out of a bout of insanity and showed Mr. Ashley and he says it is doable. He even showed me how I would fold it.
There would be cutting involved. Scissors really scare me. I can't cut a straight line. Have you ever seen that commercial for that cutter thingy with the light on it? The lady is like out of control slicing up all of these photos, just wildly chopping shit up until she gets this miraculous as seen on tv product. I recognize myself in her. Even the chaws have commented that they think of me when they see this ridiculous commercial, because my poor cutting skills are a serious problem in my life and one that they've heard all about.
Chawentrepreneur Amy (speaking of Chawentrepreneur Amy, please check out her store, she's got all kinds of cool stuff and is amazing with the party planning/invite/card making stuff, you KNOW I love knowing her.) has offered to get paper for my various projects, cut it for me and mail it to me (more than once) in the past. She has twin 18 month olds, one E-bullish, and a Big Kid that puts my Big Kid's motor mouth and need to know to shame. And she offers to cut things for me. That's a friend.
So I don't know what to cut or where to cut or how much to cut. Ironing pleats is completely beyond me. Please tell me it will be okay. Someone. Anyone. Also, tell me upholstery tacks will hold that in if I double fold it so you don't see the raw edges. k?thx
I also looked at paper for the back of my hutch. I'm thinking it might not be identical to Nester's. It's a bummer, but I found paper I liked better. I'm sure there will be some crisis re: that blogged about in the future. Do I dare hot glue it on there? It's a piece of crap hutch, I was going to throw it out anyway. Shouldn't I be mod-podging or something? I've always wanted to mod-podge.
You know what I saw that I really, really loved and was really fabulous in person and that I'm sure that an awesome decorator (unlike myself) could do something awesome with it:
It's by Tommy Bahama and it was so beautiful in person. I have no idea what a cool person would even do with such a fabric, especially at $40 per yard, but I did admire it.
Okay, I've taken steps towards beautifying. Now I just have to get the fabric hung before the cats puke on it and we'll be A-ok. Stupid ass cats.
Tomorrow is Market Yourself & Meal Plan Monday, neither of which I want to do. I think I will mail out some promotional stuff I've been meaning to mail and figure out what we'll eat for the week.
I also might paint my hutch.
Or nail fabric to my walls.
Or something like that.