On Friday I gave you a peek into the Houston Quilt Market. Today, I want to share some of the fabulous booths and a little bit of my experiences.
Almost every year I attend with my Bestie and we have a great weekend catching up and talking non-stop about sewing, recipes, gardening, and grandkids. A perfect way to relax by my estimation.
Some of you know that two weeks before the Houston Quilt Market I tripped and sprained my ankle. For the first day, I couldn’t walk. For five days I couldn’t drive or go up stairs. After a week I was still limping and starting to suspect a fracture. Not great if you have to drive 200 miles by yourself in a week.
The day before I was supposed to drive to Houston, I was not doing well. I was still hurting, my foot was swelling every time I stood on it. It wasn’t looking good. On the recommendation from a friend I started massaging the swollen areas on my foot and by that evening I was walking around normally ~ no limp at all. I called it a Quilt Market Miracle.
Friday morning, I am good to go. I load the car and head down the road to Houston. Perfect weather and no pain in my foot. Saturday morning (day of the Quilt Market) I’m doing great and, friends, my foot has been pain-free since then!
Quilt Market is like a drug for sewists, fabriholics, and fabrivores everywhere. I’m talking straight into the veins. If you are likewise afflicted, then this show is for you.
While fabric selection is plentiful at Quilt Market, the one thing I didn’t see any of this year were garment fabrics like rayon’s and voile’s. They were everywhere last year, but this year – nada, zip, zero!
Retro was everywhere last year, but this year this was one of the only truly retro booths I saw.
I loved this take on Modern/Japanese design. Not so literal, but definitely Japanese. Notice the bright colors.
Riley Blake fabrics had an enormous area. They always have a variety of items made up in their fabrics. Notice the fabric covered guitar. How cute is that?
Also, we saw lots and lots of displays that included some hand embroidery incorporated into quilts ~ like the one below. I’m seeing a trend, here.
If you love Downton Abbey, they have a fabric for that. Personally, I don’t see myself wearing these garments, but the line of fabric did seem accurate to the era. Sewists of historical costumes rejoice.
One thing I see in a lot of booths is the clever use of fabrics and furniture. These are a couple of my favorites.
This one reminds me of a Doris Day movie!
Lots and lots of variations. Like this color blocked booth.
Love, love, love these Michael Miller Pastels.
It’s hard to see the shimmer in these fabrics, but trust me, it is there. Beautiful muted pastels and tasteful shimmer.
Amy Butler had a smaller booth this year, but it didn’t disappoint.
One of the most interesting booths was from a new company started by Rashida Coleman-Hale called Cotton and Steel. They didn’t have any fabrics or projects on display because they aren’t available yet. But all of the designers were there, and I have to say, I am excited about this line of fabrics. I think it will have an modern~urban flair.
With over 2000 vendors, there is a lot to see. If I had flown in and was paying for a hotel, I would’ve attended Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. But everyone needed to get home. And, I might have been temped to buy an Elna Press ~ but I kept thinking, “Nothing superfluous!”
After so much foot drama, everything else was easy ~ until I started driving home from Houston. Because of where my mother-in-law lives, getting out of Houston and heading towards Austin isn’t easy. I usually head down Hwy. 59 and take Hwy. 36 through Rosenberg. However, when I got to Rosenberg it was raining so hard (like tropical storm rain) I missed the turn for Hwy. 36 and, instead, took Alt. 90.
Oops, I was 20+ miles outside of Rosenberg before the rain slowed down and I saw a sign that said I was on Hwy. 90. Yikes. I literally had no idea where I was. Perhaps I should’ve paid attention to my GPS which kept telling me to, “turn at the next right!”
Fortunately, I hit Hwy. 71 outside of Eagle Lake and that leads straight into Austin. Whew!
After a quick stop at Bucc-ee’s in Bastrop, I was home again and itchin’ to sew!