Results/Aftermath
I’m too old to get only four hours of sleep and still be able to drive, do math, and think clearly. That said, the holiday boutique was a lot of fun.
There weren’t as many vendors as there were supposed to be, and there were definitely not as many people there this year as last, but we had a good time. I didn’t sell nearly as much as I would have liked, but considering how many other vendors had scarves, that wasn’t too surprising. The stuff I brought that sold was the stuff no one else had:
- 3 felted bags
- a whole bunch of those afterthought snakes
- a couple of the flower brooches
I only sold one scarf, but the one that sold was the lacy Turkish stitch one, and no one else had any lace scarves.
It’s funny how you can’t tell what’s going to sell. I had worried that I wouldn’t have enough of the hair flowers, but I only sold five (four of them to one person; I’d say who, but they’re going to end up in someone’s stocking I believe). I thought the Barbie clothes would be a big hit, but the only Barbie item I sold was one that had been on the stand. (Next time I’ll have to bring some Barbies to model them.)
What was the big seller? Those dumb, afterthought $1 snakes made with the crummy yarn! Honestly, I stood there just knitting them and tossing them into the “snake box” until about 2:00. In the end, I only had two left in the acrylic/nylon from The Yarn Barn circa 1978.
I know you’re dying to know which bags sold. Three of my most recent ones, actually:
- the purple beaded bag
- the “Squaw Valley” tote I made on our anniversary trip (good thing I took my knitting along!)
- the Kureyon bag — So funny! I really wasn’t happy with the shape, but b/c of the yarn, it was the most expensive bag on the table. Three different people said they really liked the shape of it. The woman who bought it (one of the other PTA board members) had a hard time deciding between it and the “Flower Garden” bag, but finally went for the stripes of the Kureyon bag.
I am SO tired! I was up till 2:00 doing last-minute stuff. At the boutique, I ended up standing the whole time b/c I couldn’t see over my display, so I hope I earned my lunch. I forgot to bring something to eat, and all they had was junky or fattening stuff there, so I ended up having a bowl of clam chowder and a hunk of French bread (the FIRST time I’ve actually liked regular clam chowder!).
The lady next to me is in charge of the boutique at St. Veronica’s, and she asked for my information so she can contact me for it for next year. Now, if I can just get some spring ones lined up…
