Damn, damn, damn! I've been working really hard to avoid the whole notion of dyeing my own fabric. Painting fabric is bad enough. I SO do not need another process, another pile of supplies, another mess. I don't want to mess around with chemicals. I don't need to hand dye, there are plenty of commercial fabrics that make me drool. Lots of them are already in my house. But I just dyed some fabric and OHMYGOD IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!
I want to state for the record that I was forced to dye fabric through no fault of my own. It's my mom's fault. She bought a tye dye kit for AshLee, complete with Jacquard dyes and soda ash and squirt bottles. And the two of them tyedyed some shirts and then Ash and her friend Jessie tyedyed some more shirts and then Ash went back to her mom's for a few weeks and the dye was supposed to be used up within 2 weeks and she wasn't going to be able to do any more dyeing down there so she told me to go ahead and use up the dye. See, I had to do it, I couldn't let perfectly good dye go to waste.
I think it was the whole squirt bottle part that got me. I just LOVED squirting those bright lovely colors all over the whiteness of the fabric. Maybe I'll get lucky and my fabric will end up sucking rocks and I won't need to do any more.