How to heal a broken heart – Part II
Continuing on my series on how to heal a broken heart (Part I here)… What is a sewist to do when her heart has been broken? Here’s a primer for you.
Part II starts with the LA leg of the Man Forgetting Tour of 2012, as I am now calling my West Coast trip after being unceremoniously dumped by a cowardly man. Hi Chuck!
3. Leave your son with his grandparents and distract yourself further by taking a day trip to LA to meet more friends and fabric shopping in the fabled LA Fashion District. Sherril and Jeanette were kind enough to disabuse me of the quaint and misguided notion of walking from Union Station to Michael Levine’s fabric store in Downtown LA. This New Yorker didn’t know walking in LA is verboten.
- After a tasty lunch on Olvera Street we met up with Grace at Michael Levine’s. Huge store with a ton of selection. They even had linen knits just like Eileen Fisher uses for her linen sweaters. I really coveted them, but at $20/yd, decided to pass on them. If there had been a pure white bolt though, all bets would have been off. They also had some shiny metallic coated linen in all different colors over which I was salivating, but again, $20/yd. Sigh. I ended up not buying anything at the main store.
- Next up was the Michael Levine’s Loft where you dumpster dive for fabric and it sells for $2.50/lb. I kid you not. At first I thought I wouldn’t find anything, but of course, I happily proved myself wrong.
- We then traipsed over to a fabric mall and met the most charming Iranian shopkeeper, Moez Banayan of Em-Be Fabric. This store was filled with beautiful, high quality fabrics. I couldn’t resist a stunning turquoise or mediterranean blue linen with a marvelous drape. Yum!!! (It is very difficult to take a picture of this color. In real life it’s way more saturated. And you can see blue and green threads.)
- We went to several stores in the mall, but I didn’t buy anything more there. It was at this point that Hashi met us at Michael Levine’s again. I was close to fabric exhaustion but still in love with the metallic coated linens. Hashi said she knew of a linen shop around the corner that sold great linens for only $7/yd. I immediately herded everyone to her secret shop. Outside the store it said Tex Fabrics, but the business card Kadkhoda gave me said it was Carmel Gallery of Fabrics. This store was filled to the brim with beautiful linens, silks, leathers, faux furs. All of it great quality. They didn’t have any metallic coated linen, but I found a beautiful light powder blue linen that I couldn’t walk away from. So it’s coming home with me.
4. Have dinner and stay up late talking about
assholes I mean, men, fabric, fitting, and patterns until the wee hours with a new friend whom you feel you have known forever. Hashi and I have never met, but knew each other through our blogs and have even spoken on the phone before. But as soon as we met yesterday finally in person, it was besties at first sight. We have so much in common besides sewing; she really is a kindred spirit. I think we could talk each other to death, forgetting to eat or drink.
I got to see her tree house and the Topanga Canyon where she lives. Just breathtaking. The tree frogs serenaded me to sleep. This morning she drove me back to LA to catch my train and I caught this beautiful picture of the Pacific Ocean as we passed Santa Monica.
5. Bring sewing projects with you on your trip to keep your hands busy and your heart distracted. I brought my niece Katie’s birthday dress to alter. If you will remember it was too big on her width-wise. I will unpick the topstitching, separate the facing from the dress and take in the side seams about 1 1/4 inches. I think this will be enough to fit her perfectly. I also brought my kelly green cotton sateen to make my Rachel Comey skirt. I will start working on these this week while visiting my parents. My mom is fully kitted out with sewing supplies and a machine. I brought all the notions I would need. What more could I ask for?
Going on the Man Forgetting Tour of 2012 was the best idea I have ever had. For reals. Being with family, meeting friends, buying fabric, seeing palm trees, jacarandas, lemon and orange trees, watching the ocean, drinking wine and margaritas (not at the same time)… All these wonderful, rejuvenating things really do go a long way to healing my heart and forgetting that man.
Wait, who was I talking about? Oh, I forgot already.