PR Weekend in 3 words: friends, fabric and . . . fog. Chicago had the most inconsistent weather I've ever experienced. I spent most of the trip shivering and with wet feet, and had to buy a fleece throw for my bed in the dorms, but I had a great time nonetheless and had 3 of the best women for roommates, Connie, Touran and Andrea.
|Lace trimmed jacket|
My plane got in late on Friday so I missed the first half of the shopping day at Vogue Fabrics. Not a hardship, as it turned out - there were plenty more fabrics at Fishman's, the other Vogue and a small shop called New Rainbow where I found a great cotton print for a summer skirt. And Andrea picked up a knit for me at Vogue to make up for my missing out - and to keep me from stealing her identical fabric in a different color. She knows me well.
This was the biggest PR Weekend ever - over 100 attendees. This was both good and bad - I got to meet people I'd never met, and wanted to, but I also didn't get to spend enough time with others who I know and wanted to talk to (sorry, Sherril!).
|View from the room|
We broke for lunch, and a few of us walked up to another fabric store on Wabash Avenue for a quickie purchase. I got 2 yards of wool there, and when we came out, it was colder, and raining pretty hard. We sprinted back to the University Center, had lunch there (one free daily meal with registration) and traipsed back downstairs.
|Angela Wolf's jacket|
The last group dinner was downstairs in the conference center again. We had salad and pizza and cake, and there was an absolute swarm at the pattern swap counter. I thought I had pretty sharp elbows, but these ladies are professionals.
|How cool is this?|
This was supposed to be a really short post with a "more later" at the bottom, but apparently I can't stop even when I'm tired.
I'll stop now. More later. Probably.