Today I attended a Bridal show for the first time. I pretended to have my shit together. I dressed semi-professionally. I ate French Macaroons, and had tea infused with flowers. It was borderline gag-me-girly, I’m an adult, I dealt with it.
Sometimes, it’s not about me. But sometimes it is…
After setting up my booth, and feeling content in my display, I did a quick loop around the venue to see what others had brought to the table, so to speak. My complacency turned to hesitation as I realized my display was clearly approached in a different manner than the other, more seasoned, vendors. A pro portrait was missing from my business card, and it would appear that I was a one trick pony in comparison to the full service event planners that offered invitations.
I shuffled back to my “clearly homemade” display a little unsettled, but not totally defeated (this was my first event, after all).
As it turns out, some people appreciate a more honest and unrefined display. Lucky me.
I realized I had more work to display than places to put it. And somehow over the last couple of years, I’ve developed a niche, and settled into it quite comfortably.
After reciting my “elevator speech” more times than I care to remember, I can honestly say I think my (minimal) efforts were well received. Here’s hoping I get at least one bite from all that talking!
If not, it won’t be a total loss, I did eat about 5 mini cupcakes from an awesome bakery, and a few other goodies from some other vendors!
Special thanks to Sarah from www.Sarahkatesvintage.com for spending the day with me, and helping me feel like I could hold my own among the pros!