AHB: the aftermath
Atomic Holiday Bazaar. Was. Awesome.
I’ve never seen anything like it. There was a line stretched around the side of the building waiting for the doors to open at noon.
There was a steady flow of people through my booth all day, and I made a bunch of sales.
I had some of the most interesting conversations with people, including my neighboring vendor from Detroit who poured me a mimosa in the afternoon, a textile designer who discussed fabrics with me, an 8-year-old girl who played with my aprons like they were toys, and a woman who said my aprons would be “perfect” if only they had pockets. I know! I’m working on it!
The other vendors were fabulous! My mom manned my booth for a few minutes toward the end of the day so that Alex and I could walk around, and I was super impressed by the talent in that room. And honored to be among them.
By the end of the day, I was thirsty and hungry and exhausted and my feet hurt and I was simply thrilled to have been a part of it all. I had the best time.