Stop Me From Buying Any More Ribbons

When I was younger I fell in love with ribbons. There was a store in New Canaan that just sold ribbons. I can’t remember the name of the store. It was on South Avenue near the Pratt and Lambert Paint store right before Elm St. I would save my pennies and go in that ribbon store and buy single yard pieces for hair bows and to use to make ribbon belts.

The Preppy Handbook came out when I was in high school so hair bows were acceptable, even into college. When I cut my hair and no longer had a pony tail or a ribboned head band I did not give up my love of ribbons. I just had to find other ways to incorporate the glorious grosgrain or luxurious satin into my life.

Eventually I transferred all this love to ribbons for gift packages. A beautiful bow elevates a humble jar of jam to an occasion. If I get a good ribbon on a present I save it and often reuse it for someone else’s gift.

Today I cleaned out my wrapping closet and discovered that I had eight extra large plastic containers of ribbons and bows. Some are single strands and others are whole rolls of ribbon. I guess that I am going to need to start giving a lot more gifts with a lot more ribbons on them to use up my entire stash of ribbons. These 8 bins are not the entirety of all the ribbons in the house, but I did not dare look to consolidate all the sewing room ribbons, needlepoint ribbons, Christmas ribbons and scrapbook ribbons into one closet. For that I would need a good sized RV.

I am imploring my friends and family to stop me if you ever see me thinking of purchasing any more ribbon. I have an account at May Arts, a ribbon dealer, which I am canceling. I promise to not linger near the Christmas bow on section at Home Good ever again. I am fairly certain that ribbon shop in New Canaan is gone, but I promise not to ever drive down South Ave looking for it. I accept this is a problem in my life and will try and do better.