There are many slow days between finding the right fabrics, and making a finished piece.

Last week when I arrived in Rome to buy fabric I had a sense of what I was looking to purchase but I also like to stay open to the possibility of a surprise purchase. Bassettti had some of my old favorites, a 60 year old cotton for towels, some modern linen that was woven in Italy. But I also bought bolts of two new fabrics for which I’m designing some new products.

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The vintage cotton that I’ve been using for my towels and napkins. Woven in Italy by Giori.


A linen and hemp mix this canvas was used for decorative dropped ceilings.




A new to me cotton linen blend. It’s a size that will make a great table cloth or super luxurious towels.




My usual linen, a pure linen woven in Italy. It’s a stiff fabric that softens over time.




I also picked up some paper for text blocks so that I can make more books books books.

Buying Antique Fabrics in Rome

So for the last few years I’ve been going down to Rome every six months or so to buy fabric. At first I stuck to buying off the shelf, visiting Bassetti to purchase my contemporary linen yardage. For a while I was too linguistically shy to ask for what I was really looking for…. old yardage…like, really old yardage.

For the most part I was buying my antique yardage, old fabrics, from 200 to 60 years old made of natural fibers, from the antique markets in my area.

On one my trips to Bassetti, I finally got up the courage to talk to the gentlemen at Bassetti about my interest in older fabrics. And, like that, out of the back rooms of the store came bolt after bolt of antique fabrics with interesting textures, natural fibers, woven in Europe.

So, now when I visit Rome to buy fabric for my towels, tablecloths (and soon bags!), Bassestti is the first place I visit. I always have to set a strict budget before I arrive, so that I don’t end up buying more than I can carry in my suitcase. It’s never an easy trip. Its always a mad dash from train to bus to store to home all the while carrying lbs of fabric on my back. But the fabrics are beautiful, I oddly enjoy the challenges, and well… from time to time I take a couple hours to do something fun in Rome. This trip I took time to eat a fried artichoke, and tried not to choke while riding a vespa around town.


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Just like the rest of Rome, Bassetti is a warren of controlled chaos.



This is the suiting room. I really wish I knew how to make my own suits.


Back, keep going back, further, further…


This is the man, my antique and vintage yardage guru.


Rome at night is a dream.


I’d never had a fully fried artichoke before…it was like heaven, fried heaven. Roman version of the Bloomin’ Onion came to mind as I was eating it.


My trusty steed.


I’m seriously in shock in this pic. Couldn’t stop shaking for an hour. But once I stopped shaking, got back on the bike a rode for a few more STUNNING hours. PS. Please don’t do this unless you’re a trained motorcyclist.



Funny Times

I’ve been listening to more comedy than music the last year or so. In fact, my last two New Years Eves have been spent at comedy shows. Most of the podcasts I listen to are populated by funny professionals of all shapes and sizes. Oh and I just recently re-watched all of Parks and Rec.

This article on Vulture is a great primer of modern comedy history. Including my spirit animal Amy Poehler in this Golden Globes clip.  Goodbye productive evening, hello comedy friends.