The thrift shop comes through again! When I saw this, I knew it was silk. When I saw the pattern, I knew it was a saree. When I saw the price of seven bucks, I figured it was only a piece. I've seen people buy whole sarees, cut them into fat quarters, and sell the pieces for amazing prices to quilters and such. I bought it anyway, because the color and pattern was very attractive and it was a big enough piece to line a cloak or jacket, or make a dress from.
When I got it home and unfolded it to really take a look at it, I was happy to discover that it was the full measure. So now I have another saree to dish about the house in, feeling sassy and glamorous.
Is it weird that I'm kind of sad that I won't be using this to line a cloak or jacket, or make a dress?