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Late For Home Ec.

Inside Home Ec. (photo courtesy of Jenny Ryan. Some rights reserved.)
Inside Home Ec.'s Beautifully Organized Space (Photo courtesy of Jenny Ryan. Some rights reserved).

This post is a bit tardy, but I’ve been in detention like all year.

One of my favorite local DIY mavens recently opened Home Ec., an adorable retail space located in the heart of Sunset Junction in Silver Lake.

Just standing on the sidewalk, peering into Home Ec.’s warm, holiday decorated window, my fingers start to twitch as I spy a studious row of sewing machines, colorful bolts of fabric, neatly organized cubbies filled with yarns and spacious work tables inside. Home Ec. is not just a sewing and craft workshop, it’s a dream workshop that I hope to replicate in my own home some day.

The store offers fabrics and yarns, sewing patterns, books, craft kits and even some exclusive products that you will only find in the store. They also host classes ranging from sewing and fiber arts to paper crafting and glasswork.

Home Ec. owner Jenny Ryan is the creator of the hugely popular Felt Club. She’s also an occasional blogger for CRAFT and Apartment Therapy LA, and the author of Sew Darn Cute: 30 Sweet & Simple Projects to Sew & Embellish. Continue reading Late For Home Ec.

Felt Club: We came; We saw; We purchased

LuMi in soot-repelling regalia
LuMi in soot-repelling regalia
Lucinda Michele and I braved the sooty air Sunday and ventured out to Felt Club at the Shrine Auditorium. Overall, I’d give it a qualified thumbs-up. It’s always nice to spend an afternoon surrounded by sleeved women pushing prams and their skinny jean sporting mates. But perhaps the biggest downer was the sheer number of said hipsters and spawn. The event is outgrowing the location, and it was very crowded. Plus there was a $5 “suggested donation” that was sort of coercively collected–also a very big downer. (Attention Felt Clubbers: If you’re going to charge $5 you shouldn’t make people wait in a line that stretches around the entire gosh darned Shrine.) I guess it was worth it overall though. Several times during the course of the afternoon, I had that overwhelming “I want everything” feeling, which is exhilarating enough to make me willing to brave the masses. In the end, I bought less than I thought I would. The range of vendors seemed more limited to me than I had expected (not many ceramics or glassworks, a superabundance of tee-shirts and jewelry), for one thing. And of course, hipster crafts are so much easier to come by now than they were a few years ago and I’m a jaded consumer or if it’s because I was brain-addled from soot inhalation and the press of DIYers. Or maybe it was just the economy, stupid. It was a good time, but I still wish Bazaar Bizarre would come back to LA though.