NYC, Renegade, and New House Photo Dump...

A seriously huge amount of stuff has taken place over the last week.  Since we chatted last, I've been a tourist in New York City, been a vendor at the Renegade Craft Show in Brooklyn, decided to restructure HOUSE 54 a bit to make it easier for a one-woman-show (more on that at a later date), and closed on our new house.  So here's the photo dump of all that...   

Manhattan from across the East River in the park where Renegade was. 

Wicked sweet paint job on a building, I think somewhere in the East Village, but I honestly don't have a clue which point we were at in our wandering when we found this.

Friends building!  I know, I have a sickness for this show.  I'm aware of my issue.  But of all the times I've been to NYC, I've never taken the time to go see this "landmark."  So this time I made it a priority stop.  I'm pretty thrilled that I did too, because it was in an area that I hadn't explored on any of my prior trips, and it was really a pretty nice place.  I found the Bond No. 9 shop on my way there, which I hadn't planned on visiting, but decided to go in anyway and play with all of their NYC-inspired perfumes.  I came away with a few samples that I'm pretty crazy in love with.  I also met up with my husband's cousin, and did some tourist-y stuff.  She showed me Grand Central, and some other nifty places.  Then we made our way to Flower Power, which was the only other must-see on my list.  I'd really love to go back to when I had more time to browse, because it was INCREDIBLE!!!  I wanted to make lotions and potions out of just about every single thing they had in their store.  

And then there was Renegade... 

The massive sea of people and close to 300 vendors, all enduring 90-degree temps.  Thankfully, I shared my booth space with a really super cool lady, named Erica Bello.  She makes incredible jewelry, and was wicked fun to hang out with for the weekend.

 My display 

And then yesterday we bought a house...  This house!!!

No inside pics yet.  I was so overwhelmed by the smell in there, that I really didn't even think to get out my camera.  The place was a foreclosure (basically the only reason that we were able to afford a place like this on this much acreage), and the folks who owned it before us let their pets (including allegedly ferrets) run loose in the house, and use it as their personal potty.  So it pretty much smells like a giant hamster cage.  First order of business will be to tear out every single scrap of carpeting.  BUT!... 

...This is the view from the back porch.  Holy moly, I could seriously sit there and look at that for every second of the rest of my life, and not get sick of it.  After spending the weekend prior in the sweltering heat of an urban jungle, I have an even more majorly huge appreciation for wide open spaces.  

And it has a barn! 

With piglet pens!  OK, yes, I realize that those are horse stalls, but I can't, in good conscience eat a horse, now can I?

So that's that for now.  We'll be there again on Monday ripping out stinky carpets.  So I'll try to remember to take some before pictures of each room then.

Thanks for stopping by,

~Lindsey