It's not something you typically do on purpose.
Unless maybe, you're a masochist and you enjoy pain.
But, I did do a few belly flops in my day,
while learning how to dive on Lake Champlain.
It always stung a little bit,
but I always got right back on the dock
and tried to dive in all over again regardless.
Saturday, I did another belly flop. It didn't sting quite as bad as I had anticipated.
I'm definitely going to pull myself back up and try again, and again, and again.
Unfortunately, the advertising for the craft fair I attended Saturday was not fantastic and practically no one showed up to browse and purchase goods. I sold absolutely nothing.
I had been so nervous about this happening and so stressed about running out of inventory,
but honestly, it didn't hurt my heart the way I thought it might if this happened.
I have to look at the positives.
I learned the dynamics of setting up for an event like this and I got to meet some other great vendors that were eager to share tips, tents, and insight from their own experiences.
I also got to spend some time with two coworkers who are great crafters as well and it was nice getting to know them better and hanging out.
On the table, I displayed a picture of my Mimi and me. After all, I named the "business" after her.
I also framed a brief history explaining how and why Lulu's Mimi came to be.
I realized that I probably need more space to properly display my goods.
I think I will probably get some shower rings to hang my scarves from the tent for future shows.
Did I mention I have an amazing husband?
Not only does he support me and get excited with me about this adventure,
but he also woke up early on a Saturday morning to come to Franklinville
and help me set up my booth. I just adore him.
So, it wasn't necessarily a successful first craft fair,
but I will say it was a learning experience and I will definitely try again.
Thanks to all of you who supported me and got excited with me. It means so much.