Ever since I've started selling vintage, a special nitch has always been on my mind. With a love of '40s Noir and '50s Wiggle Dresses, that style didn't fly at the shop. Nor at the flea markets. I found it to be disturbing that a lot of people weren't actively seeking that style. I've had to adapt to my surroundings whether I liked it or not. And selling items I don't particularily like always gave me the shakes.
Compromising in between making money and enjoying what I do has been hard. I will be honest, so far it's been, I will sell what will make money. Now that I have been at it constantly for a while now online, I have a better idea as to what works. I feel I have actually come up with a nitch that I can market easily. I have been aiming too high with certain ideas. Certain things that are out of reach. Maybe things that aren't "me." I have come up with a creative strategy, that is completely me, easy to attain, and of course, on the cheap. These ideas will go great with the Fall season, and it is perfect timing. I'll try it, and if it doesn't work, at least I'll know.
I do need to define my personality online, which has been a little difficult so far. I want to share with the world who I am. And not just some follower, I aspire to be a leader! How cliche does that sound? But, hey, that's alright.
I am going on a road trip in a couple of weeks...Hopefully I will gain some creative inspiration... well, heck, I know I will. I will be working a little in the meantime, and my shop will temporarily be closed while I am gone (I'm leaving for 2 weeks!). I'm coming back with a bang, you can be sure of it.
I was running a little late this morning getting to work. It is really completely my own fault. I stayed up late last night searching through youtube videos. From the likes of Blondie to Jimmie Rodgers. It's a cool little site, I've never spent much more time on it than when someone sends me a video to watch. So I deprived myself of some sleep and paid for it this morning.
I was in a hurry, driving kinda fast, you know the same old story. I was listening to Johnny Horton and something always comes over me when rocking out to him. Where the posted speed limit is 45mph, and not because of residential areas, but because of windy mountain roads, I was going more than twice that. I know the highway like the back of my hand, I really have driven down it with my eyes closed. It was a nice adrenaline rush and it woke me up. I was in a good mood by the time I had arrived (and still am!).