05/09/2026
Another market day tucked safely into the storybook of The Wicked Den✨🌙
This little booth started as a dream stitched together during late nights, hard seasons, self doubt, and hopeful “maybe one days.”
Now somehow… it’s becoming real right in front of my eyes.
This Mother’s Day weekend feels extra magical because its reminded me that this journey was never just about crochet tops, mushroom trinkets, or funky little bags hanging from my rack.
It’s about showing my daughter what it looks like to believe in your magic even when your hands are shaking.
To create anyway.
To show up anyway.
To chase the strange little dream living in your chest even when the world tells you to play it safe.
She stopped by the market today and got to see people smile at the things I created with my own two hands. She got to watch strangers connect with something born from my imagination. And honestly… I can’t think of a more meaningful Mother’s Day gift than that. 💜
I hope she grows up remembering this version of me: covered in yarn fuzz, exhausted, nervous, probably running on caffeine and chaos… but still brave enough to try.
Because dreams don’t always arrive as giant lightning bolts. Sometimes they arrive as tiny crochet stitches repeated over and over until one day you step back and realize you built an entire life from them. 🍄✨
Thank you to every single person who stopped by the booth, hyped me up, bought something handmade, shared kind words, or simply saw the magic in what I create. You are helping a little family build something beautiful and wildly authentic together.
The Wicked Den is growing.
And so am I. 🌿✨
