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Guest Post: Portraits at the Georgetown Market by Flying Trolley Cars

I had a great time catching a few moments at the market.  More of my photography is at my site Flying Trolley Cars.

Adjusting to self-employment..

It’s almost Labor Day Weekend! And you know what that means, right? Bumbershoot! AND, me working at the market both Saturday and Sunday in Seattle! It’s crazy to have my intense work days be weekends, but I absolutely love it. I’m so, SO looking forward to this weekend. I found a new top secret vintage treasure gold mine this week, and I now have an insane amount of killer dresses to sell this weekend. I’m really hoping that enough people see the merit in all the stuff I picked out this week, because otherwise I’m going to be stuck with WAY too many dresses at home. Not necessarily a bad thing…tee hee. :)

The potential problem I see is for this weekend is that the dresses I picked out this week don’t get justice on hangers. One of the things I love most about the women who come to the Georgetown Market is that they seem to be visualizers like me. They can see that something looks crazy on its own, but when it’s on someone with the right body type for that cut, with a belt and perfect shoes it will be show-stopping. Sometimes girls will take a dress off the rack and hold it up in front of the mirror and I just want to jump out of my little adirondack chair and say,

“Oh! OH MY GOSH THAT WOULD LOOK SO CUTE ON YOU! YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW! HERE, TRY IT ON WITH THIS!” As I throw a scarf or hat at them. This scenario always ends in them looking at me like I’m nuts and politely walking away. Ha ha.

So, something I’m working on is finding a delicate balance between subdued shopkeeper and pushy saleswoman. But mostly I just want everyone to go home with something that looks amazing on them, so maybe I’ll just keep focusing on that for a while. Did I tell you that I sold a woman her wedding dress last Saturday?! I swear if that had been the only sale of the day, I would have come home feeling like a success. It makes me all warm and fuzzy to know that the dress I picked out and loved gets to be part of her wedding day. I’m such a ridiculous sap, I know. I just can’t believe sometimes that I get to do what I love, and that makes other people super happy. Still can’t admit to myself that this is real life, and this is work. It’s way too much fun to be work.

In unrelated news, I’m camping up on Mount Rainier tonight, and this picture is just so pretty I had to share. It’s not Mount Rainier, but it’s what inspired me to want to wander up somewhere high and pretty and just camp for a while. Enjoy! And hopefully I’ll see you at a market or Bumbershoot this weekend!

Yes, please.

Vintage clothes + ? = Profit!

This market recap is so overdue! In short, the Georgetown Farmer’s Market was a total success! I’m still in shock about how well it went. Half my stock is gone, and now I’m frantically searching the Puget Sound for more treasures for my racks this weekend. Well, I took a break from clothes gathering yesterday to try paddleboarding, which might now be my second favorite board sport.

I have nothing but wonderful things to say about the folks who organize that market, as well as the vendors. They were all so ridiculously friendly! I even got to trade a jacket and sweater for veggies! I found out that the market organizers are the same people who organize the Fremont Sunday Market, which I love love love. I actually hold that market responsible for my addiction to vintage clothes, which I’m totally okay with. The Georgetown Market is still new, and steadily growing. Thank goodness I went with the smaller market before the Sunday beast! I would have been so overwhelmed in Fremont! Wow! But you know what’s crazy? If I did the Georgetown Market every Saturday each month, I’d make about three times what I was making at my (very low paying) last full time job. WHAT?! Is this real life?

This week I’ve been steadily picking up beauties from my top secret vintage clothes spots, and I’m heading out on a trip today to find more treasures in small towns (and to also totally avoid my 26th birthday which is tomorrow). (26? Are you kidding me? Wasn’t I just turning 20 last year?) (Anyways!)

I bought a new rack, and I’m feeling pretty ballsy, so I’m planning on being at the Georgetown Market on Saturday, then to Fremont on Sunday if I have enough left to fill my racks with. If you’re wanting for new additions to your closet and have some extra doll-hairs, come by! And even if you don’t have either of those things, come by anyway! The market is amazing.

ALSO! Thank you thank you thank you so much to you sweethearts who came to visit me on my very first market day last Saturday! You guys are the best!

Here are some links to both markets:
http://www.georgetownfarmersmarket.wordpress.com/
http://www.fremontmarket.com/ (also includes info. about Fremont Outdoor Movies. Just go if you haven’t been. Some of my best youthful memories were made there. Great event.)

Also! Look out for the guest post on the horizon! It’s going to be great! :D

Keep it real, ya’ll!

xoxo

Chelsea

Market day is Saturday!

Due to a somewhat epic bicycle crash and a slight miscalculation with clothes racks, last Sunday’s market excursion has been postponed to this Saturday in Georgetown. It sucks that it couldn’t have been last week, but I’m so excited for Saturday!

Since everything was all tagged and washed and mended last week, this week has been chock full of outdoor adventures. I forgot how many beautiful hiking and biking trails there are around here! Instead of more pictures of my racks of clothes, here are some pictures from my recent adventures! If you’re around, come visit me at the Georgetown Farmer’s Market this Saturday! I’ll be there from 10-5, and would love to see some familiar faces.

Have a great weekend!

~ Chelsea

This is officially my new job.

I would have never guessed that being technically unemployed could be so…busy! Monday began my first day as an entrepreneur, and I’ve been running around like crazy each day getting ready for the Fremont Sunday Market this weekend. The last few days have been filled with inventories, tag-making, hanger-finding, pressing, cleaning…and a lot of movie watching while all this is going on. Even if I’m not actually watching the movies, I like to listen to them while I work. Is that weird? I hope not.

Anyhoo! I took some quick pictures of the operation, and more will be up later this week. Hope you’re enjoying the sunshine!

~ Chelsea

For shark week

“There isn’t any symbolism. The sea is the sea. The old man is an old man. The boy is a boy and the fish is a fish. The shark are all sharks no better and no worse. All the symbolism that people say is shit. What goes beyond is what you see beyond when you know.”
-Ernest Hemingway

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I love this! There will be a more thoughtful post tomorrow, but in the meantime, don’t you agree that it’s just too serendipitous to find this quote on shark week? How could I not share it?

And I’m also including a link to a song I absolutely can’t stop listening to today. I forgot how good Under the Milky Way Tonight is. Remember that one? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Q6nKP10j4s&feature=related
I think I’m up to about 10 plays today. Can you beat my record? Can you tell me why this song is so magical?

Have a wonderful day!
~ Chelsea

One of my very favorite short stories, just for you!

Despite my best efforts, I can’t seem to put my heart into writing today.

However, I did find a digital version of one of my very favorite short stories by J.D. Salinger for you! The link is below. It’s the last story in Nine Stories, and in my opinion, the very best. I just love the way Salinger always makes the children in his stories superior to adults. Children have a lot figured out that they don’t get credit for, and I like to see people take their side. Print it out, read it with your coffee and tell me what you think? I’ll be here, trying to perk up, and eating cornnuts and dreaming of a giant Slurpee.

Have a wonderful day!

~ Chelsea

http://www.miguelmllop.com/stories/stories/teddy.pdf

A summer-y quote for a not so summer-y Friday

“Here is the ghost
Of a summer that lived for us,
Here is a promise
of summer to be.”

- William Ernest Henly, Rhymes and Rhythms

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Have a wonderful weekend!

~ Chelsea

Value: As an artist, human and employee.

I’ll admit, I’m overly assertive on this topic, but few things depress/aggravate me more than people who don’t know their worth in the settings they find themselves in. But on the flip side, let it be said that I’m inclined to think there are an alarming number of people in my generation who have been so coddled their lives that they think they should get an ice cream cone and a raise for every run-of-the-mill task they perform. They’re absolutely unmotivated and mediocre, but feel they should be rewarded just the same. Grumble, grumble, grumble…That’s a subject I’m also steamed about, but that’s one that you’ll only get out of me after about three beers at a pub. Fist shaking is included for free.

Before I dive in, let’s assume that when I say “artist” in this post, the term isn’t limited to fine artists. It will refer to anyone gifted and committed in their field of choice, as I really think a talented soul can make nearly anything into an art.

Humans, especially the artists, tend to struggle when defining their worth. It’s not easy, and if you sway towards modesty and aren’t quite at the age where people call you Ms. instead of Miss, it can be intimidating to admit to others that you’re worth quite a lot.

However, if you work all night after your day job making art that makes you feel alive, or start up after-school programs for free in your spare time because it’s something you believe in, don’t you think that the price of you artwork and the number on your paycheck should reflect that in some way? The things you do on your own time, what you invest in because of passion is what sets you apart from the masses and defines you as exceptional. But it’s easy to forget that and pass your work off as a “hobby” for conversation’s sake. Don’t internalize this attitude!

I’ve fallen into that trap before, and it’d be nice to know that I could help someone else avoid it early on. I used to price my work shockingly low, because well, I did the math to see what I should really charge for them and I couldn’t believe that anyone would buy any of it at those prices. Plus, I told myself, I do it for fun anyways so it’s fine if I don’t make much off my work. In other words, despite having gone to school for 5 years for fine art and art history, I was treating my work as a hobby.

In retrospect, that’s such a huge mistake. And the same mistake can be made in the 9-5 working world. It’s taken me nearly 10 years as a worker to realize that if I can’t find a job that lets me do what I love and be exceptional, I can make one for myself. Isn’t that what the truly remarkable people have done in the past? If you feel like the square peg in the square-peg-round-hole type of scenario, make yourself a spot where you will fit in perfectly. Which is so easy to type out right now, but you’re smart. You can only imagine what kind of work will go into making that kind of situation for yourself. It’s a lot of work. I have to remind myself that once I get to where I want to be, I’ll look back on all the hard work and won’t regret any of it. Plus, it will look all fluffy and nice in retrospect since hindsight tends to be rose-colored after a success. :D

Gosh this is getting to be a lengthy post, but I guess what I’m really trying to say is don’t take the low offer. Even if you have to take a menial job to pay the bills while you build up your work on the side, never forget that the day job is only a day job, and that it’s supposed to temporary. Shockingly low pay is alright if it’s getting you to where you want to be, but don’t get stuck there because of a kushy benefits plan or because you’ve become used to an apartment with a view and a new car. You’re unique, and if you settle for something that’s comfortable, you’ll be selling yourself short. Your 80-year old self told me to tell you not to settle for the comfortable job. And to price your work at its real value. And to take your vitamins. And they also want you to know that you look fabulous. You do.

~ Chelsea

More desktop doodles.

Look out for readable content again tomorrow! In the meantime, enjoy the drawings of things from my cubicle.

:)

~ Chelsea