Hobby Lobby

I’ve been going to various Hobby Lobby stores throughout the Southeast for years. This one is bigger than others I’ve visited and is definitely more organized.

Since we don’t have Hobby Lobby’s in San Diego, I always try to stop in them in other towns when I see them. They aren’t all different from one another but they are all different from JoAnn’s and Michael’s so I enjoy the change. I stopped by this one a couple of times. It is VERY big and my feet hurt by the time I leave there. But I’m still glad I went in because I always find things in here that the stores near me don’t have.

First of all, you should know that this place is HUGE! I was a bit overwhelmed when I walked in. They have lots of everything, even home furnishings! I didn’t know buying a table for your living room was classified as a hobby, but what do I know?
I went in to buy fabric. Their selection for fabric is not huge. I don’t hold it against them though since they have so much of absolutely everything.

Ah, the corporate muse has landed in Amarillo, Texas.
Depressive scrap-​booking housewives, leave your husbands in the truck — pipe cleaners, three-​dimensional stickers and rub-​on alphabets of every stripe will tempt and distract you for hours! Exhausted college sophomores making bold attempts at that fancy new thing called «boho chic,» look no further for your new dorm accessories (next year, your newly-​discovered violent distaste for sweatshops will fill you with guilt and shame, but for now, live in the moment with your antiqued mirror-​glass vase)! Parents of nerdy asthmatic children who change their names to things like «Francesca,» or «Olaf,» unite in finding a place that stocks appropriate supplies to occupy these budding young crafters, as that basketball did for Dick and the Barbie did for Jane!
Former anarchist girls who wear head-​to-​toe black, Spanish boots and maintain a passion for glitter, the clerk will look at your tattoo strangely, but here you too will find things to occupy and delight.
After scouring nearly the whole joint, I did in fact find a huge package of fine-​point colored Sharpies on sale (for which I fairly pined, but still could not afford) and the burgundy embroidery thread I had come for.
But there were also so, so, so many other compelling things — I still feel giddy and hyped up just writing about it. Craft stores are king all around. This one is definitely quite corporate, a little too heavy on the poorly-​manufactured, vaguely-​ethnic «homewares,» but the important thing is to use it as a jumping off point. You don’t need to buy the pre-​assembled ephemera packets; collect your own! Yay, affordable canvases and cute tiny buttons and packages of feathers!
At any rate, enough with the DIY lecture. If you need stuff, Hobby Lobby probably has it. And you needn’t be ashamed that the name rhymes and the place is the size of a baby Wal-​Mart.