Craft fairs are for cool kids … AKA, why I'm nervous about my first boutique
Like the committed procrastinator I am, I decided to sign up for my first craft fair … one week before the event.
I’ve been selling (or more accurately, trying to sell) my hand-stitched baby headbands on Etsy for a couple of months, but this will be my debut into the world of craft fairs. I’m excited and nervous that I won’t sell anything and I’m trying to keep my brain organized with everything I need to bring to display and sell my goods.
I have to admit that I’m totally intimidated about it. I feel like the dork at a party, trying to poke her nose in a circle of really cool, together people having a hilarious, intelligent conversation. Craft boutiques are for artsy, stylish people. Not for dorks like me!
But because of some unwise encouragement from my husband, I’ve turned the house into a headband factory this week in preparation for my first boutique. The worst is I won’t sell a single headband, go home and cry, and probably whine to you on next Monday’s blog. That’s the worst that can happen.
Here’s what my desk looks like right now:
I’m experimenting with new patterns, including these rolled roses. I think they’re very intricate and pretty.
And I’m trying to figure out how to best display and package my creations. It needs to be attractive and economical. I like the look of them up against recycled cardstock.
Am I crazy for trying to get this together in a week?