Thanks to Ft. Walton

A special thanks to all who visited Bouffant Blonde at the arts and crafts show in Ft. Walton. It was so much fun! For those who missed the event, I'm hopeful that the fairgrounds will make it an annual event.

I love art shows. The people are so nice. One special young woman stopped by. She was fascinated by seeing herself in the mirror of the antique vanity I used in my display (it's for sale!). She was so happy! I love that. Her parents were a bit concerned that she was a bother but how could she ever bother anyone? Her smiles were contagious and I know God blessed me with her visit.

Friends from Alabama stopped by to visit. I've been in business a long time and have met some interesting people. Sometimes something just clicks and a friendship develops. I'm sure you know what I mean. They are people I hope to always know and it has nothing to do with business. I care about them and their children. I cherrish their visits and watching their children grow and become little people.

Other vendors offered wonderful items. I so love to shop for unique items. Don't you? I know times are difficult right now but unique doesn't have to mean expensive. It takes a little more thought to reach for the unique but it's worth the effort that journey takes. Be different and make a difference.

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