I stand a very real chance of having to sneak patterns into my apartment right now. I’m pretty sure my husband thinks I have a problem, but at this point, I’m not sure I can disagree with him. But some of these patterns are from the Forties! What was I supposed to do? Leave them? No! My greedy little heart is beating fast with the thrill of it all. Mine mine mine mine. I know it’s more than a little silly, but I don’t care. To the victor go the spoils and I’m going to enjoy myself until I get home and have to come up with some kind of justification for my actions.
My grandmother was a confirmed hoarder, she had the second largest collection of salt and pepper shakers in the state of Florida, and now I seem to be following in her footsteps. I do intend on making as many patterns available through Etsy as possible. Ahhh I just love vintage patterns so much! Let’s just hope my husband loves me enough to accommodate my eccentricities.