Being in a fabric store, for me, is like being a kid in a candy store. And that is just at my local store. Put me in the shops on Spadina and it's like I have entered Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. Bolts of fabric from floor to ceiling, a maze of narrow aisles winding through every type, texture and colour imaginable. I never know what treasures I will find but two things are certain: I won't leave empty handed and I will leave with at least one fabric that I love but for which I have no particular project in mind. And such was the story during a late-winter foray to the city earlier this year. This beautiful linen has sat patiently waiting ever since. I am tickled pink that it has just been selected for a custom order and will be given as a gift this holiday season. The hunt, the found treasure and the creation of something special: all the things this kid's dreams are made of.