But the address was unfamiliar. Located on a street I rarely need to visit, I decided to check them out. My listing gave me the following address and telephone #:
I used to shop in a garment district store by the same name, many years ago... but what was this one? What is it doing on 35th Street? You mean there are stores I might be missing on 35th Street?
And today, upon entering, I was confronted by the astounding revelation that there are more beautiful fabrics in the world than I could have ever possibly imagined.
And this is where many of them are just waiting to be chosen.
Weep-worthy fabrics. No kidding. Good prices, too. Too bad my wallet was empty due to earlier splurges. More on that later. Much later. (She grabs a tissue, weeping quietly...)
Here's what called out to me...
|What a beautiful double-breasted vest this would make. Just to DIE...|
|And this dangly-disk colorful celebration... so much fun!|
|Oooooh... the textures!|
|A reversible delight!|
|And there is just sooo much more...|
|And what colors!|
And... okay... get ready for this...
THEY SELL PATTERNS! Current Vogue, and Butterick catalogues on pedestals await you here. The also offer McCalls in limited quantity. Yes, right there in on the edge of the garment district! In a beautiful, abundant, well-lit fabric forest that just dares you to leave the store empty handed. Friendly staff, no hard-sell, no soft-sell, no SELL actually. The fabric speaks for itself.
And why is it called Butterfly Fabrics? This store has the same owners as the one where I once shopped years ago. But better.
So there I stood, on the verge of doing my own version of a James-Dean-esque primal "You're tearing me apart" scream, when I remembered... there's always another trip into the garment district when I do have a fabric budget to work with. This was an exploration... a discovery. I can share it with you, and now you know, too. They do have a website, but it really doesn't do their selection justice.