Dear Steem Diary.
Yesterday I took part in @anomadsoul's GET TO KNOW ME CHALLENGE and by going through all my posts, I realised two things:
that I don't actually share much about myself. Sure, I post all about my life, my interests, my pets and my recipes, but I don't actually share my thoughts. My real deep down thoughts and experiences.
that I really want to do this. It's an amazing outlet for my many emotions. I am an emotive person. Quick to react. I get super irritated, blazingly angry in a second (not often though), and then, calm as zen again. I am quite zen actually, to the point of being unmoved by things I don't care about. I suppose I just don't give a fuck if it doesn't affect me and mine... that's possibly selfish, but YOLO. I'm too busy for being upset about silly things. Often my clients look at me funny when I fake an overreaction at something they are telling me about... cuz I just don't care. LOL. Customer service at it's best
Anyway, I digress. What's new, then? 😂
My point is, I am starting a new series. I hope I will continue with it, and so I am setting a day for it too. On Wednesday's I will write my Dear Steem Diary entry.
ON WEDNESDAY'S - REMIND ME!
Wednesday, 3rd October 2018
The Auction of a Lifetime
My life has been manic for the past week. On Friday and Saturday I attended a crazy auction, with furniture and lighting from the biggest names in history. AMAZING furniture and lighting. Proper designer stuff like Ray and Charles Eames, Le Corbusier, MARCEL BREUER FFS! I was transported back into the past when design meant something to the maker and nothing was readily made in China. It was special. SO special. I managed to snag a few pieces for the shop, but dang, they were going for top dolla. Like $5000 for a chair. I mean come ahn!!!
The auction was stressful AF, as I was spending money we don't really have. But that's our game. We break ourselves to get the piece, that's going to catapult our sales into the hundred thousands, in order to buy more stock, to get our sales into the millions. And yes, it does happen. I've done it before, and I'm in the process of doing it again.
I can't tell you the adrenaline rush an auction gives you. The stress is insane. Cuz you really want the piece. Like really want it. You know it's gonna change your shop. It's THE piece. You know you're gonna sell it for like 50k. But there's another pesky guy also bidding on it. And he REALLY wants it. Sometimes your pocket is deeper than his. Sometimes not. DAMMIT MAN! He got the piece. Bloody hell and all the curse words to infinity and back.
The money. THE MONEY IN THIS PLACE. Cape Town is a wealthy city. These pieces were special. The atmosphere was tense. Okes were bidding. $16000 for a room divider. No problem. Wham, bam , thank you m'am.
I spent the day collecting the pieces and dropping off at my shop. I turned my shop completely upside down, rearranging the entire shop. My team just laugh at me because I get a little manic and obsessive about the layout.. The cream shade with the black lamp, next to the cream chair with the black table on the red, no, black rug.
The shop is half sorted out, half shambles. It's my kind of chaos and we're injecting some excitement into my staff. I am so excited to go to work tomorrow and just make that place look flippen
SPECK - TACK - Q - LAH!
Dear Steem Diary... All my emotions tumbled on a flickering screen. Do I feel calmer, after spewing my thoughts onto this page?
NO, I feel so amped I want to run back to work and jump on that flipping orange Eames chair. EAMES YOU BEAUTY, YOU CHANGED THE WAY THE WORLD LOOKS AT CHAIRS. YOU FLIPPING BEAUTY, YOU!
You guys probably think I'm nuts. I just love design. It's okay. Don't worry about me.
Dear Steem Diary, all my emotions jumbled on this here page. I'll be back next Wednesday. Love you. Bye.
Queen of All Mew Mews.
