Etsy Shop for Beginners


My novel and query escapades took a rest today while I set out on a new adventure.  Today I opened my first Etsy shop.  I officially joined the artist, hippie, and vintage geekery empire.

It all started last Christmas.  To set the scene: I come from a family of amazing gift givers, like world-class, thoughtful, funny, perfect, inside-joke-but-still-super-useful-and-awesome gift givers.  Most especially my dad, who every year tops everyone else as the best gift giver of all of us in this gift-giving monarchy.  Last year was a prime year for giving my little (twin) sisters a great gift: they were both home from their 18 month church missions and were about to leave for college.  I wanted to get them something 1) cute, 2) super useful and practical, 3) unique, and 4) long-lasting.  After careful thought, I decided to get them a cosmetics bag organizer, since they’d be needing to haul their beauty crap in and out of the communal dorm bathroom every day. My requirements seemed simple enough: secure brush storage that would keep brushes clean and un-feathered, a big zippy pocket for all things not brush-stem-shaped, small zippy pocket for the little things you don’t want to dig for, easy travel, easy wash, hang-up-able for free counter space, and adorable.  After a thorough internet perusal, I decided I’d have to make my own.

Much to my surprise  expectations, they turned out really great!  As a matter of fact, I got a few requests for more.  So my mom and I set up shop in her sewing room and sewed a bunch of them.  Okay, truth be told, it took a lot longer than that last sentence implies.  Today I finally got them posted online.

I’m a shop owner, guys.  A real one.  Now I just need to pose for my Etsy profile photo: a “candid” of me in a fashion scarf, holding an eco-friendly white mug of green tea, with morning sunlight streaming through my hair– maybe then I could up my price by a solid ten percent.  And I’m going to need letter-pressed business cards.