Sunday, May 22, 2011

Bazaar Update and Potato Report

Pretty turbans, all in a row.
Friends! It has been a whirlwind couple of weeks, including moments of fatigue, threats of rain, and a plague of messiness upon my house the likes of which I don't think I've ever seen. But guess what? It all turned out okay in the end. On Saturday morning, I woke to sunshine firing through my windows. I grabbed my bag full of totes, turbans, and many varieties of flower (both live and fabric) and headed off to the bazaar. I wasn't sure if we were going to be outside or not--there was, after all, still a 30 percent chance of rain. But when I arrived, Shana pointed me to my shiny red table out in the backyard. And oh my God did we have sun. We had two week's worth of May sun, in fact, shining down on us. I texted Nicole, who was en route, with the urgent request: BRING SUNBLOCK. And once we were slathered in SPF 50, we simply hung out, sipped white wine spritzers, and mingled with whomever came along, be they friend or stranger.
Nicole showed up in a killer teal onesie, and when she stood behind the table she instantly gave the HeyAllday Handmade line extra fashion cred. It is important to note, however, that about 20 minutes after this photo was taken, Nicole found ANOTHER onesie at the vintage booth behind us. Picture it: All denim, top to bottom, tank top styling, orange leather detailing, full length flared pants. When she eventually borrowed a gigantic Tommy Bahama straw hat, I told her that she looked like an actual nacho. Like, she was a delicious tortilla chip, topped with cheese. It was crazy. So, Nicole is officially the one person I know who can show up in one killer onesie and leave in another. This is quite a talent!

I kept it simple with my white flouncy tank, but it was so freaking hot in the sun that I did need to put my hair up in one of the turbans. And guess who owns that turban now? Me. You sweat profusely in it, you own it. Know what I mean?
One of my favorite parts of the day was talking with customers and asking them if they wanted a flower or two in their hair. I brought along a bunch of clips and bobby pins for this very purpose in fact! It was sort of funny. One minute you're making small talk with a stranger who's vaguely checking out a turban. And then I would ask them, "would you like a flower in your hair?" And they'd look at me kind of like I was crazy, and then after a few seconds they'd go, "Sure!" And after that, we'd be chattering away like old girlfriends. When I told this to Jess at some point during the day, she asked me, "But do you think that these people find it creepy you want to put something in their hair?" "No!" I said, stating my case about it being the perfect girly ice breaker. But, well, now that I'm no longer in the moment, I guess Jess might have a point. Well, for anyone who received a hair flower on Saturday and thought it verged on creepy, I will just go ahead and apologize now. It's just my hippie side coming through. Totally harmless, I swear.
And finally, because it wouldn't be a Knit Yourself Pretty blog post without some sort of non sequitur, I thought I'd give you a potato plant update. So remember how I told everyone how to plant potatoes a few weeks back? And I advised you to just keep filling up your container with a few inches of dirt when you see the tubers coming up through the soil? And then I told you to stop when the container is three-quarters full and let the plant grow? Well, I screwed up. I accidentally let the plant grow too early. Oopsies! In my defense, we were out of soil, and when you don't have a car, running out to get soil involves things like a laundry cart, and a person with muscles. So, in the photo above, this is what the potato plant looked like last weekend.
I then covered it with more dirt a few days ago, but the plant part just keeps growing and growing and growing! So today I filled it up with dirt to the three-quarter mark, just sort of burying the plant in soil, and, well, we'll see what happens. It is all a great experiment!

Speaking of great experiments, I also just gave myself highlights. No, really! Just like half an hour ago. I got some hair dye like a shade lighter than my hair, and I applied it in streaks here and there with a toothbrush. I would tell you how it went, but it's still wet. So who knows? Anyway, it's been a very DIY weekend, with everything from turbans to potatoes to "Natural Instincts" hair dye. This seems to be a theme in my life: glamour meets experimental meets ridiculous. With extra potatoes.


  1. Nicole as an actual nacho makes this officially the Best Blog Ever. (Except: photos!)

    Also, I don't think it's creepy to offer to put flowers in strangers' hair. That's what "no, thank you" is for. Although I'm not sure I'd want to touch all that strange hair.

  2. i still maintain that "you look like an actual nacho" is the single best sentence anyone has ever said to me.

    also, i love it when people offer to put flowers in my hair! or pretty much offer me flowers at all. except those dudes who try to sell single roses to guys on dates in restaurants. you hear me guys? DO NOT BUY THOSE ROSES. so tacky.

    oh, and you didn't mention that everyone who tried on a heyallday product ended up buying a heyallday product. that's HOW GOOD they are. once you see yourself in them, you can't live without them!

    and while the seahorse bag didn't sell, i believe it helped sell loads of OTHER bags. now if only we had found a camo-and-hot-pink-loving man with t-rex arms to claim the boy bag...

  3. Nicole, how did we not get photos of you in your nacho outfit??

    And thanks for the flower power encouragement! For the record, I just cut off the flowers and put them in a was up to the flower wearer to put it in her own hair. (I offered to hold up a mirror and "direct" the flower position, if needed.)

    As for that seahorse bag, I think it has not yet met its final destiny...who will one day own it? And will they feel the power of Tara's former seahorse pants as they wear it? Who knows!