indietracks

I took along a couple of other handmader's work to indietracks to sell on their behalf. We all did amazingly well, and the indiepop crowd were our perfect target audience...full of compliments and the cutest children I've ever seen. If a bomb had dropped on Derbyshire that weekend then there'd be a lot less cardigans in the world.

Some snaps of our stall....










Looking forward to doing similar "handmade on tour" stalls in the future, worked a treat :)

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back from indietracks

Indietracks was fab. super-dooper. I'm smiling just thinking about it. I sold lots and lots of brooches to lots and lots of lovely people. Everyone there was so so nice. I think it managed to be my FAVOURITE ever indietracks. Toot toot! I don't even mind that I missed a few bands I'd really wanted to see, playing shop was fun.

It was definitely my drunkest indietracks though. I sure managed to get through a lot of cider. It was too lovely and fun for me to be embarrassed about manically dancing and talking absolute rubbish to new people. I had a moment of rosy-cheeked shame when on the second day I was manning (or woman-ing) my stall and saw a couple of smittens and suddenly remembered talking to them the previous night extremely drunk. I remember going on and on about how big America is, and I think I kept forgetting if they were from Canada or America and asking over and over. God. I am a silly little thing when I'm drunky. But in summary, it was great! Oh god, I should also apologise to any of the several Swedish people I insisted on talking to (or rather talking at) about how I've been to Stockholm. Amy, they don't CARE. I met so many nice people, what a wonderful indiepop world it is. Even the rain didn't dampen my spirits too much. Dancing til dawn has taken it out of me, I've eaten a whole pack of rich tea's since getting back and at some point I have to face that it's time to sew some more brooches before Saturday. I'm tired.


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