Oh dear, I'm an old timer. In 1974 I bought cotton dresses at Value Village in Tucson for 15 cents and cut them up. In the mid 80s, someone told me about rotary cutters. Three log cabin quilts were the last ones cut with scissors! I've taught classes, donated untold numbers to charity, overwhelmed my children with quilts, and still going.
When the prices of everything started to equate yardage, I knew it was obsession. No, that dress is worth six yards of fabric, I'd rather have the fabric. Thank goodness its acceptable to be eccentric at my age.