This is my weekend in reverse. Sunday beckoned loveliness and bright, shiny things! I went with a great friend to 'Frock Me' in Brighton. There was a huge array of the most gorgeous vintage clothing and accessories. I will have to show and tell what I bought another day as the light has not been good here today for photos. Then we popped across the road to Made08 and met some fantastic designers and artists. My favourite sale of mine this weekend was when one of the artists stopped me, asked about the brooch I was wearing and ordered and paid for one there and then. I have to post it to her! The artists and designers there are truly talented unlike some of us budding amateurs - ME!
I am blogging this way round because you might have read about the Fair and not want a repeated version. However, before I went, everyone who knew I was going, wanted me to explain the Vintage and Handmade Fair. I said I couldn't because it had never been done before. It was completely unique. Michele and Jayne had organised and put their hearts and souls in to making the Fair a success. Every customer who came through the door came specifically to wonder at a new happening. I think Michele and Jayne will be able to look back in the future and laugh that their first fair was held in a little village hall in a tucked away village called Rangeworthy. They have begun the equivalent of the Country Living fair in the South West. I am sure it will move on to much bigger things for them both - lots of luck:-)
My day started very early.
Unfortunately it wasnt early enough. I pride myself on being good at navigating but failed miserably at finding the hall. I put the co-ordinates in to the GPS on my phone but it wouldnt recognise it, then I phoned for help but there was no signal to anyone in the hall, then I phoned my husband who googled it for me and guided me. I arrived as all the members of the public came in. I was devastated and upset.
My space had gone and I was left with two tiny children's tables in the corridor. Despite my failings at navigating I was organised and I was able to set my stall up in about 10 minutes as I had planned it all in minute detail. I then spent the next 6 hours being in the privileged position to say welcome to the fair as I was right by the front door. The wind whipped past me straight in to the hall and due to living by the sea and being hardy and my unconventional way of dressing (I had bloomers on under my skirt and a warm angora cardigan!) I did not feel the cold. The words on my brooches described the fair perfectly - love, cosy and hope.
I got to hear people's first comments ........... people expected a version of the WI but were pleasantly surprised, they expected an enlarged charity shop, etc etc I had conversations with men about where I had got my fairy lights from, I could have sold all my props about 10 times, and met some gorgeous customers. There was a group of teachers who all worked together. Two came along and sos'd their friend to join them. On all meeting up they enjoyed the chance to do some alternative shopping - one offered to sew something for the other and it was so lovely. What more could you ask for at a Vintage and Handmade Fair when one of your customer's is called Delfy Tuppence (first and middle name). She came with her lovely Mum and friend. It is another name for us to add to our list of names for our kittens. I would have loved to have spoken more to the other bloggers but had to keep popping back to my stall. I only made two very, very quick dashes round the stalls. Everyone had obviously worked very hard and I hope they all did very well. Hen at Henhouse explains the fair beautifully. Harry, her lovely step son sporting a vintage cowboy shirt, bought some Enid Blyton books from me. Everyone dashed off home, too soon, it would have been lovely to have chatted more ....have a good week everyone . . . . . .
Oi, sonny Jim, that isn't fancy dress ....... it is vintage you know!!!!!!!!!