Mermaid Dreams | Monthly Wrap Up

Last month was crazy to say the least! Between the kids getting sick, school starting,  broken ac, unexpected auto repairs, and all the normal life stuff that seems to inconveniently pop up when you least expect it, I’m not sure how I managed to get anything accomplished. I’m excited to get rolling into the next month. Maybe this one will be less chaotic, probably not, but one can dream, right?

As I scrolled through my photos of the month I realized creating was minimal but there were a couple beauties that I have to share! Like this ammonite crystal heart dream catcher! Crystal hearts are my favorite to add in the center of cup shell dreamcatchers. The cup shells used for this style dreamcatcher were purchased from a shell shop in California before I knew the truth about how shells were commercially acquired, (inhumanly collected and dried under heat lamps). So, unfortunately, I will no longer be carrying this specific shell (fortunate for the other sea creatures living in the shell). I will try my hand at using local cockle shells that wash up on our coast next month as an alternative and see how they turn out.

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Last month I also designed a new style dreamcatcher with a message in a bottle. They featured a tiny glass bottle holding quotes of inspiration suggested by my Salt Hippy Instagram family. The timing was quite perfect because at the same time I was lucky enough to meet the two sisters of Tribe of Daughters.

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I had the chance to collaborate with them for this super cute “Sweet Dreams Surfer Girl Giveaway”. One lucky winner received their own copy of the book Queenie Wahine and a message in a bottle dream catcher featuring this quote from the book: “She walks to the water and sticks in her toes, she pauses and thinks “You can do this. Let’s go!” The sweet girls that won were ecstatic! Shoot, I was ecstatic watching them open their prizes on their shared video!

 

Lastly, I want to share a unique custom piece created this month. I will be the first one to admit I’m no jewelry artist, but when a client wants to do a custom with shells I’m all in! This magical necklace was requested for a mermaid costume, and I was totally delighted to oblige!

Over 60 shells, local and repurposed from a large personal collection recently gifted to my family, were drilled and hand tied onto white bamboo cording. Turquoise African recycled glass beads were added for a touch of color.

These glass beads from Ghana, Africa are my favorite to work with. To me they represent everything that I believe in: repurpose and reusing materials to create something new and beautiful with minimal impact to the environment. The beads are created in Africa by hand crushing old glass bottles to a fine powder. The powder is then poured into ceramic molds and heated at high temperatures until melted. Once melted they are left for hours to slowly cool. Lastly, each one is removed from the mold, then hand smooth in sand. The texture and feel is so much like sea glass and the colors are vibrant just like the story of how they are created. I can not express my love for these precious gems enough, I can only continue to share them with the world through my art.

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Thanks so much for reading along for this month’s creative wrap up. I hope you enjoyed seeing all my favorites and learning a little about them.

Live simply, so you can really live.

Love Sophie & The Fam

– Salt Hippy

 

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The Birth of Salt Hippy | Chasing Dreams

 

When I started my entrepreneurial path my plan was completely different. My intention was to open a brick and mortar filled with local handmade goods from mothers called Matriart (mother – art). As soon as I left the Navy I spent weeks researching how to start a business, open a store, real estate costs, social media, anything that I could get my hands on. My brain literally hurt with the amount of information I took in. After months and some advice from a mentor I started setting up at farmer’s markets. I spent $3000 on local merchandise from San Diego mothers and craft show supplies. Soon I realized that a brick and mortar would cost way more than I was comfortable loosing if things didn’t work out. Plus, the time it would take me away from my family wasn’t worth it. This completely defeated the purpose of leaving the military.

I kept the name Matriart and started the online business journey selling bohemian dreamcatchers. All the research told me to attract your target market by having a brand that reflected what your target audience wanted. Well, I couldn’t do that without actually being bohemian. As I tried to fit into that label I realized its not me and I couldn’t pretend to be bohemian to attract customers.

Two weeks after my youngest was born she started having issues with colic. Over 5 months she cried each night for 5-6 hours and nothing would console her. We were completed sleep deprived, and leaving the house was difficult because she would scream in the car with such ferocity I would literally burst into tears. Those months we felt so helpless and trapped. Nothing we tried help her.

At the same time I was having allergic reactions to food and pollen in my neighborhood that cause painful rashes all over my arms. My sanity was hanging on by a thread and I needed something to help me before I broke.

 

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One day I headed to the beach with baby in carrier. We walked for hours and it was the most peaceful time I had in months. She would sleep and the salt air eased my painful skin. Several times a week I would head back to the ocean. As it became routine I started embracing the sea back into my life. I had taken a long break from the beach after our move form Guam where my eldest’s father passed away.

I continued my business realizing I wasn’t bohemian, or a SoCal crunchy mama, or even a typical stay at home mom. It kind of drove me nuts trying to fit into a label. It didn’t feel right. Not even in high school did I ever fit into any social groups. So when it came to my business I decided to make my own name and my own style.

The ocean literally flows through my veins. My legs are always covered in salt and my bare feet in sand. Flip flops are my dress shoes, bikinis are my everyday wear. I feel the most confident when my feet are covered in sand. I feel normal. I feel at home. I realized as I fell deeply in love with the peace of the ocean that I can be who I wanted to be. I didn’t need to be accepted by any cliches on Instagram. I didn’t need my business to look like anyone else’s. I can do what I truly deeply love and connect with people who feel the same. Those were the people I wanted in my life. I broke free from what I should be and made my own label. The name Salt Hippy just came to me after I embraced my salty soul. But I didn’t change my business name until a year later. 

 

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Be you, even if you’re the only one that looks that way.

 

As I began to let go of labels and the desire to fit into categories on Instagram lessened, my business began to flourish. I held on to the name Salt Hippy for an entire year to make sure it wasn’t an emotional impulse (because that’s how I roll). A few months before our move to The Outer Banks I hired Salt and Cove to do my rebranding. It felt like is was destined. Her name had salt in it, she was actually vacationing to the Outer Banks at that time too, I couldn’t resist! I knew she was the one and that I was finally on the right path!

It was so wonderful to finally share that story with you! Do you have a similar story where embracing who you truly are has changed your life’s path? Please share it below, I’d love to hear it!

Live simply, so you can really live.

Love Sophie & The Fam

– Salt Hippy

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Our Story | Chasing Dreams

Shell obsessed, salty mama of two mermaids + our 2 GSDs, married to my twin flame. We asked “why not?” and two years later made our dream to live by the beach a reality. But every happy ending needs a dreary beginning, right?

The Storm That Led to the Sunshine

All my life I’ve been a creator and a dreamer. So, when I joined the Navy my friends and family were shocked. Shoot, so was I! Always a trouble maker, the thought of conforming to military life was never an aspiration. I’m sure my family thought this was just the thing I needed to save me from myself. Honestly, it just happened as a way to get out of my sleepy beach town, where I had made a mess of things.

An incredibly hard 8 year journey began where I had the opportunity to work with my hands welding on U.S. Naval Ships. I grew the thickest skin and sharp wits learning to maneuver working in a man’s world.

I traveled the world. I gained experience, courage, and skills as a leader. I learned that there is so much more in this world than what you see right in front of your eyes. I learned that people are amazing, and cruel, and sad, and inspiring. I learned that culture is beautiful, and art is amazing. I found a love for color and textures while traveling overseas.

When my husband tragically died while we were stationed in Guam, I made the decision that it was time to leave the Navy. I wanted to focus on what was the most important thing in my life, my daughter. I was so scared to leave. How would I pay my bills, where would I live, how would I take care of my 3 year old alone? It was the most challenging period in my life to overcome; death, moving overseas, changing careers, single parenthood. I broke. Utterly and completely. Over and over again.

Looking into my daughter’s eyes, I knew that I had to be strong for her. So I did, and we moved forward with our lives the best we could.

After my daughter’s father died she began to have nightmares. I felt horrible that I couldn’t console her. Creating had always been a way for me to release my emotions, so we made her a dreamcatcher using vintage doilies and lace. We enjoyed it so much that we continued to make them for friends and family.

Some time later, I married the most amazing and supportive man that I could ever wish for. He loved my daughter like his own. He healed our broken hearts and taught me how to love myself. He challenged me to chase my dreams.

I wanted to open my own brick and mortar shop carrying only handmade items from local mothers. I read books, researched small businesses and reached out to local artist. I purchased $3000 worth of local handmade goods and vendor supplies as a trial run at craft events and farmer’s markets. It was a total failure.

Except for my dreamcatchers. And the experience.

My biggest fan, my husband, urged me to go off on my own and sell my dream catchers. With the help of my little 4 year old entrepreneur we began creating bohemian dreamcatchers to fill up my shop.

As my journey continued in the entrepreneurial world, and mother hood with my second child, I felt lost. I had not fully grounded myself from the years of pain from my past. I reconnected with my first love, the ocean, driving an hour to just to walk in her salty elegance. As I spent more time connecting with mama ocean I felt more like myself. That was the turning point when Salt Hippy was born.

At times I am soaring in pure bliss at how far we’ve come. Other times juggling two kids, pets, household duties and trying to run a small business from home can be overwhelming. But when my little girls tell me, “mama, I want to sell things when I grow up,” I know I am on the right track.

Our family has grown from two people to four, plus our two fur babies. From Guam, to California, and now with roots grounded in our dream home in the Outer Banks, North Carolina.

Our little business continues to grow and transform into something I could have never dreamed of. We pride ourselves in ethically hand-collecting our shells, and drift wood with the help of my two girls, and my husband (who lets us fill his pockets with sea glass and shells, thanks babe :).

We collect only empty shells, every beach trip is an opportunity for a beach clean up and honoring this healing gift, the ocean. We hope to share our love for the ocean with you and spread the word of ways to help save her before she is too far gone. 

We thank you for coming on long with us on our journey and we hope that we can inspire others to follow theirs.

Live simply, so you can really live.

Love Sophie & The Fam

– Salt Hippy

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