After days of meticolous preparation, a detailed inventory sorting every item by their color and period, on Sunday we had our first 'real' stand at a local flea market. Once we got there though we had to face the grim reality that - apparently - our city is not much into vintage clothing. By the end of the day we just managed to sell a couple of items to warm-hearted friends mostly moved by compassion *sigh*.
On the brightside this experience proved to be quite useful: first lesson learned, we have to sell our stuff somewhere else. Even though we had some satisfaction from online shopping through the years, we really enjoyed being there at the stand, talking to 'real' people and watching them browsing around.
That's why we're gonna give it another try. Who knows what lies ahead?
On the brightside this experience proved to be quite useful: first lesson learned, we have to sell our stuff somewhere else. Even though we had some satisfaction from online shopping through the years, we really enjoyed being there at the stand, talking to 'real' people and watching them browsing around.
That's why we're gonna give it another try. Who knows what lies ahead?
