Some family members have commented that Fiona from Squirt Baby achieved the impossible by getting me to agree to Fabric Shop* with her. I mean, what the hell? My only association with materials of pretty cloth involved (the mandatory) attendance at a quadrangle of sibling weddings during my youth.
Even then, I broke out in allergic rashes when mum forced me to wear dresses.
Seriously, I’m not a fabric type lady. It’s not a genetically-inherited thing, it’s just a thing.
But now, something equally extraordinary has happened in this Ongoing Process of Turning a Sporty Spice into A Layday! Consider the evolution:
• I went the fabric shopping last November (will do anything to get out of that this year, but luckily Ms. Squirt Baby seems too busy)
• Becoming a Dance Mum. Costumes, gaudy make up, sequins, pantyhose, hair gel, prancing about.
• AND working on a clothing market stall!
Yes, that’s right. This womanly woman has been lucky enough to be invited to help oversee (run, manage, sell, chat, work the room) the fabulous Squirt Baby market stall this weekend. Obviously my bud has seen that I’m a very feminine, petite sales assistant, thought to herself ‘this gal is wasting her talents NOT working in retail with pretty things,’ and decided to give me a go.
I’ll be proudly representing SB at Mathilda’s Market on Sunday.
It goes without saying that I have a veritable database of knowledge regarding sizing, patterns, cottons, bobbins, overlockers, poplin or gingham questions and/or washing instructions. Obviously I will be the Go-To sales rep at the stall and I am expecting most of the difficult questions to be handballed (see, sporty) from Fiona over to me.
Initially, I intended to buy a heap of Fangirls!!!!!! and The Deleted Scenes and set up my own Micro-Stall next to Squirt Baby. Just so the shopper looking for a groovy, beautifully made designer piece of children’s clothing could have something to read as well?
Um, NO. Apparently this very specific, highly-sought after market space is only open to the collective creative geniuses wot makes kids cloves. Would-be writers can go to buggery, apparently.
No, that’s not true either! I do wonder if the Squirt Baby stall would take on my dance costume efforts and sell those in order to bolster the Christmas coffers? At reduced, previously-loved rates, of course! Now if someone were to ask a question about the ‘Beach Baby’ floral dance outfit or the sleek ‘Crazy Little Thing Called Love’ leotard with aqua trim, I would definitely be the Go-To Gal then!
The market stall? It should be loads of fun! And some of the family readers out there who may be skeptical about the Ongoing Evolution of Turning a Sporty Spice into A Layday process, just remember:
I brought my wedding dress within an hour of looking
Happy weekend, and good shopping everyone!
* Fabric Shop has been capitalized to emphasize importance
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6 Responses to To Market, To Market
OMG, OMG, Fiona……what have you done with the REAL Rosie Jones?????? This impostor is certainly not the loved ladette of old, but from what I saw when she travelled the tropics recently, bedecked in a plethora of newly acquired finery, (well, 1 or 2 pieces, actually) the transformation is amazing to behold……….you have succeeded where others have feared to t(h)read!!!! *high 5′s you*
Rosie my love, have a ball……. I so wish I was a fly on the proverbial……..just remember, slam-dunking of purchases into recepticals, or wrestling of potential customers, a la Pat and the softball incident, are not acceptable market stall etiquette!!! And, pack your lippy……..
Btw, the animal phenomenon continues…… a gi-normous green frog followed Pat in the front door last night, so I quickly ran to save my buns, whilst the man-of-the-house, used a stick to encourage it back outside (guess he didn’t want any warts on his hands, eh??), then Kobe proceeded to sniff and growl at it. What next, I wonder???
Only 3 more weeks……woohoo!!!! xoxoxoxo
Rosie, you save my day with this one!
Hope everything is fine in your little corner of the world!
xo
Aw, Fiona’s been a good influence on you! I knew that would happen, eventually.
Gayle: wtf about all these beastie stories. *shudders* What was the frog’s name? Robert? did you invite him in for a G & T?
Looking forward to seeing you soon. *hugs*
Nicole: Lovely to see you here, honey. We are okay, thanks. Hope your gang is well too. Love lots
Amy: Fiona is a very good influence, love. It’s a pity it had to happen, but it did, LOL
OMG I was so flat out last week that I’ve only seen this post today. I’m sorry love, I did’t realise it was so far out of your comfort zone *g*. And I do need to remind you that YOU offered to accompany me. You are such a natural, girl! You had the banter down pat, providing advice, working that mobile EFTPOS, filling bags with purchases and fliers for my latest cause. I’ve never had “help” as such before. My Mum has “come visiting” a couple of times (but she’s not much use, really!), and when the Nerd is there, well that’s different ‘cos we’re doing our own thing, really. This time it was all about me.
Gayle, the real Rosie is well and truly present, she’s just expanded her skill set! Does it reassure you to know she high-fived me at the end?
Thanks Layday!!
Hey lady. it was loads of fun, and what other employer has ever given a staff member such a welcome (and bottle of red)
Can’t wait till the next one. Anything that gets me out of fabric shopping, I say!
See Gayle, I am a woman of many talents. Love to you, Fiona. HOpe to chat soon.