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The past month has been a complete whirlwind. I started researching vendor markets a few months ago, and there were a couple I decided to apply for—one in Mebane and one in Cary. I was put on the waitlist for both, but after sending in information about what I make and sell to the Painted Tree Boutique in Cary, I was accepted almost immediately. What a joy (and honor!) to basically skip the waitlist.
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I started making a mood board and gathering pieces for my shop—both for function and for beauty.
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I found a purple rug and paired it with green walls, which reminded me and upgraded color palette from my teenage bedroom which involved sponge painting (cringe). I figured out how to display placemats and napkins on an angled shelf… and then I built it.
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Thankfully, I had already ordered a lot of linen, but I also brought in a few complementary items to create thoughtful bundles—like a teapot, tea infuser, loose leaf tea, and one of my tea towels. I also ordered a new collection of vegan leather bags and a few more scarves for the shop.
It was fun, challenging, and exciting all at once. I officially got my space on April 1 and was painting and setting up that same day. I was moved in and selling by the next day.
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During that time—gathering materials, planning, building—I kept telling friends that it felt like I was completing a thesis, pulling together all different parts of my life. Everything from working at Pier 1 Imports and Morgan Imports, to building things by hand, to graphic design, marketing, signage, and inventory.
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All of that dreaming, building, hard work, and joy came to an abrupt halt on April 14.
Painted Tree filed for bankruptcy, and I had to quickly gather my things and leave.
I lost my deposit, my time, and will likely never be paid for the items that sold.
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I found myself wondering… is this what finishing a thesis feels like with the abrupt end to all of the time and energy? All that’s left is walking across the stage and for me all that is left is a room full of stuff?
At least I’ve had the experience. I now know I can do this.
Right now, it all feels a bit like a tornado (and honestly, my studio looks like one too). The emotions have been swirling, and everything—both physically and emotionally—has landed scattered.
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I feel proud of what I created in such a short amount of time, but also a little heartbroken that I didn’t get to share it with you while it was open.
I've updated my website with most of what is in the shop! There are still a few more things to add.
Thank you for your support!