Out of the mouths of babes!
So, yesterday, while serving a bunch of ladies from London ON, another group of customers (from Kingston ON) come in and start admiring my shop. They loved it. One of the ladies was extremely well dressed...I could only wish I had enough money to try on the dress she was wearing, but I digress. Her hair and makeup was immaculate, her linen dress was beautiful, and her spike heels were to die for. But, wait a minute. What's a person doing wearing spike heels in Northbrook? Unless you're Harley (the locals will understand this).
So, this beautiful lady tells me she's a fibre artist. She was all about knowing everything in the knitting/spinning/beading industry, dropping names of techniques and yarns and such. That's not unusual. But here's what she asked me.
"Have you ever heard of that famous knitting author? I think her name is 'Pearl, the Knitting Slut'"
Now that's unusual.
Well, you could have heard a pin drop in the shop, even with the carpeted floor. I regrouped and let her know that this wonderful author's name is really Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, the Yarn Harlot. And she didn't bat an eyelash. She just said she knew it was something like that and that she had seen Stephanie when she was in Kingston last year. (scroll down to June 5 - some of us are in the front row!)
Dear reader, I didn't even gasp, but I'm sure she could see the horror on my face at our beloved Stephanie being called an "s" word. But, I have been chuckling about it ever since.
So, this beautiful lady tells me she's a fibre artist. She was all about knowing everything in the knitting/spinning/beading industry, dropping names of techniques and yarns and such. That's not unusual. But here's what she asked me.
"Have you ever heard of that famous knitting author? I think her name is 'Pearl, the Knitting Slut'"
Now that's unusual.
Well, you could have heard a pin drop in the shop, even with the carpeted floor. I regrouped and let her know that this wonderful author's name is really Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, the Yarn Harlot. And she didn't bat an eyelash. She just said she knew it was something like that and that she had seen Stephanie when she was in Kingston last year. (scroll down to June 5 - some of us are in the front row!)
Dear reader, I didn't even gasp, but I'm sure she could see the horror on my face at our beloved Stephanie being called an "s" word. But, I have been chuckling about it ever since.
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