I went gingerly to Wynberg to try and look for fabrics for the headboard in my bedroom that I've been wanting to cover. I'm not much of an interior decorator but I like to sew and I'm not completely brain dead when it comes to colour, so I thought I would investigate. Wynberg in Johannesburg, for those of you who don't know, is an "industrial" area close to Sandton where the interior decorators go to buy fabrics direct. They also allow the great unwashed to visit, but I have a feeling that they do so under duress.
First stop: St leger and viney. When no one helped me as I wandered aimlessly about the room, trying to catch someone's attention, I approached a woman with big hair, a faded black striped pant and a floral top. I asked whether they had swatches. She barely looked at me as she waved her hand and said that someone on the floor could help me. She didn't "do" swatches. Harold did. I should go and find him.
I was flabbergasted. When she didn't indicate who this person Harold was, I asked desperately: I don't know who Harold is! I think there was a hint of distress in my voice because people stared. Anyway, I got my stupid sample and got out of that stupid place as quickly as my legs could carry me!
In order to obtain a larger sample of fabric-shop-people (I wanted to be proved wrong!) I traipsed through a few other sacred spots with similar effects. When someone at Home Fabrics actually asked me whether they could help me, I nearly leapt into their arms!
So: duck egg blue? Or dusty pink?