I spent massive amounts of time making jewelry...keeping up with regular orders...working on the very jane orders...and putting the finishing touches on my new fall and holiday collections.
I had my first real photo shoot this weekend. And it was surreal.
I'm not gonna lie. By Saturday afternoon, I was freaking out. I was wishing that I was a recluse. I get that lifestyle, I really do. Hermit-dom doesn't sound like a bad plan most of the time. Saturday afternoon I was having panic attacks and meltdowns.
My friend, Abby (the photographer), said at one point, "What is the worst thing that could happen?"
And I thought about that and then tried to describe it to her...
Imagine that your photographs are in a show and you have to stand there next to them. In the middle of the show the pictures start peeling and melting and the easels won't stand and by the end of it people are laughing and pointing. At you. At your work. At something you spent hours dreaming of, planning for, creating, and it breaks and people laugh. And what if they don't like it...and worse, if they don't like it BUT say that they do because I am standing right there??? Ugh.
But none of those things happened. Everything went splendidly. Swimmingly.
Yep, that's right...you see a kid. Such a sneak peek, right????
And here's me, snapping from the next room over...
And that's when I started to tear up. You see, I see my jewelry on my mom, on my family and friends, but to see it how I imagine it, to see it like it's in a catalog...to see this sweet lady and her precious little girl modeling my jewelry...the pieces that I dreamed about and made with my own two hands...big sigh...it was a little overwhelming.
Kia and Abby, I never could have imagined a more perfect day! And the models! Such troopers!
And there's more. I've made almost 75 *new* pieces of jewelry for collections this fall and the holiday season. I have never made that much to stock pile before. I am so in love with these things and I hope that you will be too.
So, that was my weekend...and this week has the potential to kick the Pendley's booties!
Monday night we're home.
Tuesday night I have PTO and Chris is teaching a class.
Wednesday and Thursday nights are dance nights.
And on Friday, I am leaving to go out of town for the weekend. A girls' weekend in the mountains. I am both nervous and excited.