1. notleia says:

    I’d probably be more of a snob if I had the money to afford it. More real wood furniture instead of particle board crap (I love you IKEA but not that much) (tho half my furniture is real wood because I inherited it).
    Tho fiber snobbery is complicated. Synthetics give strength, stability, and easy management to fabrics and yarns. I make blankets out of acrylic yarns because 1) it would be hecka expensive otherwise, 2) you can just throw those things in the dryer without worrying about shrinking or significant felting (pro tip: cold water on a gentle cycle and low-heat drying, if any drying at all. Some fibers can be machine washed but not machine dried).
    But most US yarnies fall into two camps: snobby purists and cheapos. Since my store carries a lot of European yarns, I have to explain that the Euros generally prefer blended yarns, and the cheapos generally avoid us and go for the big-box chains with the big sales and clearance yarn bins. But at least since I now live in a place where there is more than one indie yarn shop(!!!!!!!), we can point them to another store, even one with locally produced, undyed and naturally colored yarns (which I would be more tempted to buy if it weren’t WHOA EXPENSIVE. Undyed yarn is pretty hard to find unless it’s specifically the bleached kind used by hand-dyers.)

  2. Merri B. says:

    Interesting! This is probably a flip side of the same thing, but I always thought of a snob as someone who puts the art ABOVE the human enjoying it. :p

    Like, that’s why you have people who hate on fans of pulp fiction (and overlook that its blood and thunder is tapping into the same thing that excites us in ancient myths), and then you also have people who think you’re pedantic slime if you appreciate the power and detail of Baroque architecture. It’s possible to be a snob about anything. .-.

    I’ve been stealth-lectured for drawing neatly and cleanly before… by college professors… xp

    (Or at least, I got the impression that they wanted me to understand that while craftsmanship is impressive in its way, the hyper-simplistic doodles on what looked like scrap cardboard that we saw in the art museum are TRUE art.)

    (Blurgh.)

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