Where have you been all my life, St. Pete Indie Market?
Sometimes I have to stop, pause and wonder what on earth I am doing with my life. And by "sometimes" I mean every day, because McGriddles for breakfast is not a sustainable habit, Lisa, and a goal you've marked as unrealistic, and best saved for your 30s, shouldn't be "matching socks."
But I had this "what am I doing" feeling with added fervor on Friday evening as I found myself, for the first time, walking the aisles of the St. Pete Indie Market. Why on earth, I asked myself, had I waited so long to check it out?
For the St. Pete Indie Market is amazing. I took my friend Claire, visiting from Indiana, on a whim after dinner at Locale. The market changes location each time, and on Friday was charmingly positioned on the roof of Station House. As soon as we walked in, we knew were in trouble.
Local vendors cramped each square inch, hawking beautiful, hand-made jewelry, art, plants, organic soaps and balms, vintage clothing, and incredible selections of chocolate, tea and - why not - ginger beer. If it was a musical, you'd call it "Etsy: Alive!" Claire and I did a lap before reaching for our wallets in an exercise of restraint, but really, it did little good. I bought it all.
The first market was held in 2012. What am I doing with my life? Certainly not missing another market. Follow the St. Pete Indie Market's Facebook page, where they'll announce their March dates. Then check out everything I scored in the slideshow, above.