Today seems a flurry of shopping anticipation: Alicia has her bookbags, Hillary has her re-printed patterns, Heather has her fabric. You know what I adore most about this online creative community? The majority of the products and goodies you'll find hearken back to a happier time. A time when we swung a bookbag up library steps and stopped skipping once we reached the door. Don't you remember being in awe of the hushed stillness of those enormous, book-lined rooms? I do. Alicia's bookbags flood me with memories of The Velvet Room and peppermint ice cream and mosquito bites. So, so wonderful.
When I talked to my Mom about opening a little online store to help pay for the renovations at Freeman House, she looked skeptical. "We should go out and buy some magazines and see what's hot right now," she advised. I wasn't so sure. "I don't know, Mom," I said. "I think I want to make aprons and bags and updated takes on vintage pretties," I added. She wasn't sold.
But I was. Don't you remember ...? Awh, don't you remember ladies wearing flowers... on their hats, on their sweaters, in their hair? Don't we all remember a bag (with bright lipstick and change for candy) dangling from a plump forearm? And don't you remember a grandmother somewhere wiping tears and shooing flies with her apron? I do. And I wanted to give a younger generation the option of those memories, too.
Of course, not everyone holds the same family memories. Some of our favorite moments come from other places... like Breakfast at Tiffany's... when we watched Audrey Hepburn prance around with fantastic hair and a sleep mask. When I was younger I always wanted a sleep mask just like Audrey Hepburn's. I tried to make one once out of a folded bandanna. Didn't have quite the same effect. But now, twenty years later, I stumble around with less than fantastic hair but a darling a sleep mask. It's even scented with my own organic lavender. I have ten more working across the hall so I can share. We can all be Audreys if we want... if only for a few hours.
Gosh. Isn't it funny the memories we hold dear? And isn't it fun to play with those dreams until we have a tangible, visual representation of them? Talking about making dreams come to life! A never-fading cotton rose and a pretty blue sleep mask do it for me....
What about you? If your dreams took shape, what would you be holding?
Happy shopping! -Brin