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Buyer Beware

Sometimes buying vintage fabrics doesn't go according to plan. One seller listed a basket of vintage fabric and quilt pieces that I planned to use for my pink/blue/white thrifted quilt project, only after I bought it she said she had lost the basket and wanted to make a substitution. I thought she meant just the basket, so I agreed -- but she meant everything, as she sent me a completely new bundle of fabric in a different basket.

I was disappointed, but I thought, eh, make the best of it. This is a really pretty applique piece.

I also like this embroidered piece.

The rest of the quilted pieces are too small for me to use except for adding them to one of my box journal projects.

The fabrics are pretty, although with all the yellow I would never have bought this particular collection. Finally, everything smelled funny, so I had to had wash the lot and detox the basket right away (this is not unusual with vintage fabrics, however.)

I'll find a way to use everything, but the next time a seller asks me to do a switch I think I'll ask for a refund instead.

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