Candles are my passion. From the time I was a little girl I couldn’t make it down a candle isle in any store without spending at least half an hour with my nose in different jars. I have always love the soft light ambiance that can only be created by a candle and the scents that are able to move you to different spaces and places in time.
Last year I thought it would be a brilliant idea to make candles as Christmas gifts to give out to family and friends, I hate to buy gifts and always believe they are more meaningful if I put my time and energy into a gift rather than my wallet. I had never made candles before and I fell in love. The process of melting, finding the perfect shade and scent to match the personalities of the recipient was cathartic and I knew I couldn’t stop.
I have given candles to basically everyone I know, until one day the other half cut me off, because lets face it candle supplies are not cheap. I was given the ultimatum of selling them if I wanted to continue to make them, there in lies my issue, I couldn’t sell a fire extinguisher to a man if he was on fire. I simply don’t have the brain for numbers and would much rather just give away my treasures for others to enjoy as much as I do. However, thankfully word did circulate on its own about my Christmas candles and I was contacted by a lady locally who runs an antique shop who would like to sell my candles in her store, YAY!
I am in the process currently of opening an Etsy store and hope that will do well also, because if they sell I get to make more. I will eventually post a link to my Etsy store on here and I hope everyone will help me spread the word.
I guess I just woke up with candles on the brain this morning, and this post is what happens when I have candles on the brain, so everyone please send happy thoughts and good energy my way so hopefully I will be able to get this business going.