Pink Shoes

My class at A Work of Heart studio in San Jose last weekend. What a darling place! Who wouldn't be inspired with those aqua walls! I taught 3 classes thru out the weekend and yes, was tired by the end but had so much fun.

In my first class of the day, there was a lovely lady with the most wonderful British accent telling me that there was a part in my book that she really liked and related to. It was about treating yourself even when you shouldn't. She shared a story of when she was younger and her mother bought the most gorgeous pink shoes. Her father was upset because they really couldn't afford them but her mother just needed to buy those shoes anyway. She said that taking this class was her pink shoes right now, that she just needed it! You can imagine how touched I was. Yes, sometimes, especially these days we need to treat ourselves. Whether it's a class, a new dress or a pair of pink shoes, we have to take the time to indulge. It's good for the soul and nothing is more nurturing to our souls than a class to get your creative goodness flowing. She made the most wonderful piece of art. Reminded me of Cinderella going to the ball. I'm thinking maybe instead of glass slippers hiding under her gown there might have been a pair of pink stilettos instead.

Girlfriends + wine = giggles!

I did a show, The Vintage Marketplace in Fallbrook over the weekend and it's just a visual masterpiece of vintage goodness around every corner. But it's not the show I want to post about, I didn't even bring a camera to take pictures. It's the friendships that are made along the way. I couldn't help thinking about the fun I had as I was unpacking and cleaning up feeling totally exhausted!
A group of us girls rented a most charming ranch house high up on a hill in Fallbrook overlooking layers and layers of hills dotted with avocado groves, a lovely sight away from the hustle and bustle of Southern California. We were exhausted from a day of setting up, selling and recouping from the San Diego blackout. Instead of heading to a restaurant, we decided to buy cheese, crackers, veggies, fruit and plenty of wine and headed to our little get-away up on that hill. With so many wonderful rooms to choose from, we tried them all and we chose the sprawling living room to settle in for our food and giggle fest. And giggle we did. A grown up slumber party, all cozied up in our pj's, learning life stories, family hardships and the dreams of 6 creative women entering the second half of their lives.We laughed long and hard into the night until it was time to get some sleep. And just when it was time to retire, something wonderful happened. A pillow fairy left a little surprise of goodies on top of the comfy beds.
Such, such fun and as I decide on the next direction of this creative endeavor of mine, I will always be a part of this show even if I choose not to participate as a vendor. I may just have to shop and be a part of the slumber party with these great women. It's not just about the sales and the fun...it's about the support and the encouragement to keep me on this sometimes difficult creative journey of mine. Thanks ladies, for a wonderful weekend!