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20 years ago, if anyone had told me I would be a person to seek out "designer" things, I would have laughed in their face. And now twice in the span of one year I have actively sought out fabric by a certain designer. Who'd a thunk it?

One of my new favorite designers is Leann Anderson. During the Quilt Carolina! Stash Dash, I found a fat quarter (a small piece of fabric measuring 18"x22") of the most adorable Christmas fabric I have ever seen. 
I recently went back to the shop to see if there was more in the line (many quilt fabrics have 4-6 matching prints in a design line), but the owner said other than the print above it was sold out and they had been unable to re-order it. I did get the name of the design line "The Great I AM" and googled it today.

The designer is Leann Anderson, from Iowa, and she has an entire website. I am most impressed!  After seeing the entire fabric line, I hope to get some projects done and finalize a pattern in my head so I can order some material! And yes, I recognize I never finish projects in the time frame I hope so this could take a while!

Too bad I don't have a small kid...her creation series is cute beyond words!

So now my secret's out...
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