Fast forward several years. I ended up going to college for English (yes, I finished. Why do people ask me that?) but I still had a love of creating and I always wanted to learn how to sew. One day my husband and I were in a thrift store looking for I-don't-remember-what, when we found a vintage sewing machine in excellent condition. We're talking 1950's or 60's, no cracks or separations in the casing, still had it's original feet and tiny screwdrivers for adjustments. $20. My husband snatched it up for me and set off to scour the internet for a user manual, since I had no idea of how to sew nor how to use a sewing machine.
|It's a Montgomery-Ward, in case you're wondering.|
My first projects were embarrassingly bad, but I got better. I made clothes, diaper covers, and hand bags, but my favorite was aprons. I'm not sure where it came from, but I had a definite love of aprons. My mother didn't wear an apron. As far as I know, my grandmothers didn't wear aprons. There was, though, something so attractive about them. Maybe it's because it appeals to my love of things that have a history and my love of creating.
As this summer was coming to an end, it looked like I was going to have some time on my hands. I approached my husband about the idea of opening an Etsy shop. After all, since I started making aprons, I'd had many people come to me to ask if I sold them and if they could request custom items. I usually said no, since I barely had time for myself and family and didn't need an additional project. But now, with some extra time... He supported the idea of an Etsy shop and I set to work. I'm looking at opening the shop at the end of August. I'm still trying to finish up a few loose ends, like applying for sales tax collection and getting more projects done. The shop will open with just a few items, and then the profit from those will go to get more materials and a better stocked shop (in theory).
But why "Speckled Lemon"? It sounds good. That's it. Well, to be a bit more detailed, I read that people remember Etsy shops better if there is a concrete item in the name. I chose lemon, because to me lemons are fresh and fun and colorful. There's something about lemons that make me think of clean, but not in a lemony cleaner sort of way. (Side note: I hate cleaners that smell like fake lemon.) It's more like a sunshiny summer sort of feeling. I know, I know, it sounds like I've got a pretty big emotional attachment to lemons. And speckled because it's a nice adjective that sounds good with lemon.