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I didn't want to talk about it
2011.12.18
Oil and Cotton is a really cool place with what it does, but the event, was not.
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Across the street, I wondered what the store "Incense and Peppermints" was.
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There was a stop sign with some knit rope around it.
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This is where our bake sale takes place.
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I was taking the next shift (with the help of another girl) to sell baked goods.
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I don't want to talk about what really happened today, so I'm talking about this other thing (that I also didn't want to talk about) instead.
This was a bake sale we held last Saturday at the AIGA "Creative Flea."
Our student chapter at UNT was holding a bake sale. And so was the chapter at UTA. And TWU was selling hot cocoa and buttons.
Needless to say, we didn't have room on the .5 table they got us, and luckily TWU had brought their own, but we were left selling outside as the temperature slowly dropped and the sun went down, while the "Creative Flea" (designers who brought their own cool stuff to sell) was going on inside.
Those designers must have been as equally disappointed in the space they had, and the foot traffic wasn't so great.
With the experience I had of going to a Rock 'n' Roll Craft show, I think their attempt to do the same didn't quite compare (most of the vendors really only sold prints and there were about 7 vendors total).
We ended up trying to get rid of the cupcakes by giving them out for free, and in the end still had a whole bunch we didn't need. Our profits were pretty much nothing, because we were breaking even.
I didn't want to say it, or feel it, but I didn't like that I took up my Saturday afternoon- evening attending the small table in Dallas. I was kind of upset.
But I was really more taking advantage of procrastinating my studies for Finals.
I tried not to remember the day, much. It wasn't terrible, it just wasn't very good. It was "meh."
But I also don't want to remember the actual day of today as well.
This was a bake sale we held last Saturday at the AIGA "Creative Flea."
Our student chapter at UNT was holding a bake sale. And so was the chapter at UTA. And TWU was selling hot cocoa and buttons.
Needless to say, we didn't have room on the .5 table they got us, and luckily TWU had brought their own, but we were left selling outside as the temperature slowly dropped and the sun went down, while the "Creative Flea" (designers who brought their own cool stuff to sell) was going on inside.
Those designers must have been as equally disappointed in the space they had, and the foot traffic wasn't so great.
With the experience I had of going to a Rock 'n' Roll Craft show, I think their attempt to do the same didn't quite compare (most of the vendors really only sold prints and there were about 7 vendors total).
We ended up trying to get rid of the cupcakes by giving them out for free, and in the end still had a whole bunch we didn't need. Our profits were pretty much nothing, because we were breaking even.
I didn't want to say it, or feel it, but I didn't like that I took up my Saturday afternoon- evening attending the small table in Dallas. I was kind of upset.
But I was really more taking advantage of procrastinating my studies for Finals.
I tried not to remember the day, much. It wasn't terrible, it just wasn't very good. It was "meh."
But I also don't want to remember the actual day of today as well.
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