Home design is more then just placing things around a room and calling it good.  You envision what you want the space to represent and lovingly fill it with curated items.

I like the old, the odd and the unique.  I love all things floral and I generally like getting down and dirty in an antique store to find an item I want.   Or cruising around the flea market for hours in the blazing heat just hoping you find something that nobody else has.  It drives my husband crazy but he lovingly puts up with my weekly requests to go to some antique store. Honestly, it’s like always trying to find a secret treasure and when you find it, the feeling is amazing.  Many might think my need to curate and decorate is crazy but those of you who have the bug and know the feeling can completely relate to me right now.

For years I had envisioned myself opening a little antique booth to sell the cool thing I’ve found over the years.

Plus, I wanted a way to sell my jewelry.   The timing never seemed to be right.  I finally opened a small booth with big plans on making it amazing… until I found out I was pregnant. I was so sick throughout my pregnancy that I just didn’t care about it.  And then we had our baby and for those of you who have a child, you know that life stops for about a year.  This was definitely the case for me.   We shut the booth down soon after and moved on.  It had become more of a burden at that point and I gladly closed it.

Fast forward to last February.  I was looking for change and something to inspire me.  My mom suggested the idea that I start my own little business again.  That old spark started to light again.  Could I really start this?  I had so many other responsibilities now.  But my mom kept encouraging me.  So, I began crunching the numbers and figuring out how much I would need to get started.  The question also was who would take me? Where did I want to be? It all kind of fell in my lap.  I visited one of my favorite antique stores and they just happen to have a spot available.  God’s timing was perfect.  I now sell a collection of vintage/flea market/and some really cool stuff at my booth (address is in my Instagram profile).

Sometimes it takes a lot of persistence and prayer and just waiting for the right moment.  Had I tried to keep going the first time, I think I would have lost my passion for design.  When something you like becomes a burden, it’s time to give it up.  For me it was just for a moment in my life.  And I’ll happily keep this going until God calls me onward again!

Loving life, Creating beauty.