Every time I sew, I get to remember my absolute disdain for the people who destroyed Joann. I don’t want to wait 3-7 days for elastic, I want get in my car and drive to a place that has too bright lights, clutter everywhere and the sweetest ladies at the cutting table.
this girl that sat next to me last night was freaking me out she smelt so witchy and like herbal but it was so overwhelmingly strong and she was kinda acting strange