Our first show on the West Coast was a complete success! I’m overwhelmed by the excitement and support that surrounded our booth the entire weekend.
As usual, I forgot to take (any good) pictures, but I will share the couple I did manage.
We headed up to Santa Clara on Wednesday afternoon. It was a bit of a trek – 300+ miles in six hours, including stops – Logan’s longest car ride to date!
Thursday morning, we set up the booth. I’m always amazed at how the booth can go from chaos to showcase in a matter of mere hours!
Thursday night was preview night, and it’s always fun to see the most excited of students rush in to see their favorite vendors, or find something new (like me!) This is when the buzz about our Pride yarn began…
Friday was the first official market day, and all I can say is WOW! There were a lot of excited knitters, crocheters, and spinners afloat! Once again, the Pride yarn was the talk of the booth, and by the end of the day we had sold half of what we brought – I was astounded! I knew it was something special when I saw it, but I never dreamed the reaction would be so quick. I’ve had this yarn for the past six months or so and it’s always been popular, but the amazing Stitches West shoppers came back two and three times, and brought friends! I was truly humbled.
Saturday started with a bang, all right! By noon, we were pretty much sold out of Pride and Pride Lace. There were a few lingering skeins that were visited many times over the rest of the weekend, and most of them went home with a happy knitter, too. Saturday afternoon was the first time I really got to get out of the booth and walk around a bit, and I couldn’t believe all the amazing dyers I was lucky enough to be surrounded by.
Here’s half of the booth at the end of the day on Saturday:
Sundays are always a little slower than the rest of the weekend, so Logan and my aunt came to visit us in the afternoon. Logan had a blast crawling around the booth and playing in the yarn and fiber.
He met lots of the vendors, and helped us tear down the booth at the end of the day. Well, really he just climbed over all the boxes and bags and tried to go exploring on his own. Once the chaos was contained into boxes and bags, we loaded up the back of the truck, and off we went into the night.
There is always so much more to tell than I can remember. But, most importantly, I was reminded that I am absolutely in the right business. I always judged my corporate jobs as “A bad day at Company X is still better than a *good* day at Company Y.” This experience is so completely different than any corporate job I’ve had (and I’ve had a few). A bad day dyeing is still a day filled with something I’m completely and madly passionate about. Even when dyes won’t exhaust, the hot water burns my hands, or the colors just aren’t doing what I wanted them to…at the end of the day, I’m tired, sore, and so unbelievably happy.
Thank you to everyone who came out and supported Forbidden Woolery at Stitches West 2012. Thank you for helping to make my dreams come true. (And now I’m crying, lol!)