Though it was a short trip, we did our best to see the sights.
After an emotionally draining 9 weeks living in Athens, walking into Liberty was a breath of fresh air. Immediately calm embraced me and I was happy and peaceful. (I was pretty happy our whole time in London actually). I started in stationary but just browsed (Makiba, I could imagine you being there with me..), then moved up to the third floor where my guidebook promised "haberdashery".
I have mentioned before how starved I feel for needlcrafts and personal creativity/handmade goods when I come to Greece. I need to clarify for a moment.. there are needlecrafts here (and craft bloggers-- Theodora, Zaferia, Jana, Teje, Constantina), just not in my neighborhood or social circle. I often feel very much the outsider, very alone even though I know the world is teeming with fiber-crafty people. So you can imagine how elated I felt to step off the elevator and see this:
A part of me felt like I was home. <3
I will admit that I have never been crazy for Liberty fabrics, but this must have been because I had never actually seen and held any. But I am a convert. Now that I own my own little beautiful, precious, and insanely expensive bundle of prints, I finally understand what all the hype is about.
And it was really hard not to leave with one of those sewing baskets too (but how the hell would I have gotten it on the plane?!)
We've got just a few more weeks left in Athens and I'm trying to make the most of them.. I've got a "real" job waiting for me when I get home (and a dusty house without a housekeeper!). Unfortunately I think it won't be until then that I can crack into my Liberty fabrics, but I'll keep you posted.