Remember that game played on a baby’s toes, This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home…? A week from today I’ll travel to Atlanta for participation in a trade show – The Atlanta Apparel Market at AmericasMart. It’s an overwhelming venue with floors and floors of glamorous displays, the latest fashion trends, chic models, and thousands of boutique buyers. The massiveness of it makes me want to hide my head and be the little piggy that stayed home. The entrepreneur in me knows I’ll be the little piggy headed off to market.
In all honesty, I feel as though I’m trying to sneak in and hang my macaroni art among the gallery walls of masters. The glossy pictures and social media videos of past markets are everywhere. (Gulp…) They’re really fancy. And really expensive. It’s to the point now where it’s probably best not to look anymore . It’s sort of like not Googling your symptoms to self-diagnose your disease. The more you read, the more terrified you become.
As probably any entrepreneur will tell you, mentors are vital. My friend who has a successful sales career has graciously withstood a barrage of questions from me over the past couple of months as plans for my first order-writing show have developed. He’s given me great advice. The order forms are prepared, informational fliers printed. There are giveaways and attractive displays. My outfits are packed, along with comfortable shoes. Last weekend saw a new hairstyle and highlights. I think this little piggy is ready for market.
Looking forward to crying, “Whee, whee, whee” all the way home!