Tuesday, 21 October 2014

Miss Milly at { Tierlantyn'kies }

Once upon a time there was a little girl with a really big dream in her heart.

“ Every dream that’s in your heart, every promise that has taken root, God not only put it there, but He has every intention of bringing it to pass. “

That little girl was me.
And that really big dream was Miss Milly. 


I really, really, really wanted to have a stall at Tierlantyn’kies Kuier & Koopfees in Pretoria. Really. And at first my application was not succesful L but I understood about His time and I was patient. Patient... mmm...  maybe not quite the right word. Let me rather say I TRIED to be patient...

And then; when His time was right, my application was successful! I was over the moon and gave a good few ballerina jumps. Initially. And then the nerves set in. And then some more. And then more. Until I felt like one big nerve wrapped in washi tape from head to toe. I turned into a Washizilla...

But let's not spoil this pretty post with my Washizillaness... Let's keep it pretty!

Once I was accepted the SERIOUS pink and SERIOUS pretty planning of my stall started. I loved every minute of it! From sourcing display bowls and crates, to painting it - it was all just magical.

     
      

I settled on lots of pastel colours mixed with raw wood to create the look that is Miss Milly. I sourced most of my display bowls and crates, some of it came from my own kitchen cupboard and alot, and I mean ALOT, of it was also upcycled thingies from both my grandmother's, my mom and my own home.

* The trays for the magnets, were really ugly trays from the 60's that I spray painted white,
* All the wire baskets were old freezer baskets, 
* The tins used to elevate the glass jars with the washi tape candles, were old coffee tins that were spray painted and decorated with washi tape,
* The tins used for the notebooks were bread baking tins that were also painted,
* The large round "wheels" I found when someone wanted to throw them away; were in bad shape but I saw potential and with a few coats of paint they worked perfectly to create height for my bowls with the mini wood brooches!

It just goes to show that with a bit of imagination and a whole lot of spray paint, you could give a new life to almost anything!

 

My screens were made from vinyl and the artwork was done by my sweetheart and I. I added some fairy lights that I made myself to tie in with all the other typical Miss Milly elements.

 

I also used my beloved floral washi tape to add a whimsical touch here and there. Okay I lie - I used it EVERYWHERE!

  

Beautiful proteas and some other fynbos, added a fresh element to my stall. I just love, love the colors of the proteas! So soft and feminine.

 

I was in love with everything about my stall and it was everything and more than I could imagine or even dream of. And when it was all over and time to pack up, I was heartbroken and it took me a good few days to come to terms with it...

 

“ meraki { greek }
the soul, creativity, or love put into something, the essence of yourself that is put into your work. “

I had an incredible time! 
And I would do it again and again and again... and then some more.

I have met { amazing } ladies - and I feel so blessed that our paths crossed. I was touched in many ways by the compliments from total strangers. I was happy to let my Miss Milly pretties find new homes and bring happiness to whomever owns it. Sadly, I had to deal with the "not so nice" side of the human being too but it made me all grown up! I was surrounded by creative beings from beginning to end. I fell in love with washi tape all over again. And with my Miss Milly. I learnt to trust in God, no matter what. I will keep doing what I love. And I will keep dreaming this dream.

" I am and always will be the optomist, the hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams." 
- the doctor -

Thank you to all of you. For your support. Love. Prayers. Kindness. Gentle hearts. And for loving my Miss Milly as much as I love her.

{ all the beautiful pictures were taken by my love Mark McGill }

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