I have a childhood friend who started a direct sales contemporary clothing company called
Winnie and Kat. I keep seeing her posts on Facebook, and I comment when I see stuff that looks great...which is often! Her clothes are stylish, and look comfortable.
I'm just so impressed by what she's doing. She's created a great clothing line, and has been very successful in selling her stuff. She's about to be on the Marie Osmond show, she's done some cool radio interviews, etc. From time to time, I just wanna give her a little online high-5!
Her clothing line isn't sold in retail stores, but like I said, it's direct sales. Which means, her products are sold by women selling to their friends- at home parties, sort of like Pampered Chef, Silpada, or Tupperware.
That sounds totally fun to lots of women. Lots of women love to shop
with their girlfriends. Also, lots of women love getting together with a large
group of their friends for drinks and snacks. Additionally, lots of women love throwing a good
party. But for me, no. And no. And finally, no.
But my friend and I haven't seen each other since junior high school, so how was she to know what a little hermit crab I am as a grown woman? She asked me if I would be interested in hosting a party here in Dallas in support of her clothing line. As supportive as I longed to be for her, I just knew hosting a party would not be a way I could feel comfortable helping her out.
The social pressure of asking people to something I'm hosting, and expecting them to show gives me a terrible ache in the pit of my stomach. Even for
me to
show up to a large event someone else is hosting, hurts my stomach and give me a severe headache.
It would be great if I liked doing this kind of stuff. I could host not only a party for my friend's company, I could have a trunk show for my own jewelry business,
Resparkable Vintage. And then, I could ask friend's to host a party. And so on, and so on, and so on! Oh, how I wish that sounded like fun and I could get other people enthused about it too!
All of this is not to say I don't enjoy socializing with my lady friends! But I am so much better in small group situations. People don't even realize the degree of my social anxiety, because in small group circumstances, I'm fine. (And by small, I mean 5 or less. Even better, one on one.)
I was so nervous my friend would take my aversion to hosting a party the wrong way. It's sometimes hard to understand someone's point of view when it's so different than your own. But she was totally cool about it. She just thanked me for my honesty and asked me to let her know if I knew of anyone wanting to make some extra cash and get involved with her company.
(So, hey! If that's sounds like you, let me know- Or visit her site and find out more here!)
Something I've learned as I've grown older, if you can just be honest and tell people where you're coming from, they're usually pretty cool about it. The worst thing to do is to make up some b.s. excuse, which is the route the younger version of myself might have taken. Just sayin'...