Limited Edition Charleston Rice Beads & Happenings

A new Charleston Rice Bead Necklace in a 5′ length is now available online.  This is a limited edition piece for summer and we will be contributing $10 from the sale of every necklace online to The Mother Emanuel Hope Fund.  They are available here.

Also, if you are looking for things to do in Charleston this week, consider visiting The George Gallery tonight night for Imagining Eliza, a group show featuring ten artists.

Per my friend MK who helped organize the fundraiser:

Eliza  Pinkney was queen bee of Charleston back in the late 1700s and is responsible for introducing indigo farming to South Carolina. She was the first woman inducted into the South Carolina Women’s Business Hall of Fame and was generally just a total bad-ass. Her over 200 year old sack-back gown, thought to have been worn to the court of King George II, was given to the Charleston Museum in the 1940s and is in desperate need of restoration. Though we have her dress, no portraits of Eliza survived the Revolutionary War—we have no clue what she looked like! With this in mind, we’ve asked ten all-star artists from across the South and beyond to paint their own versions of an Eliza Pinckney portrait, inspired by her history and legacy. Proceeds from the sale of these works will go towards Eliza’s dress’s restoration. 

Then, this Wednesday I am SO excited that my good friend Sally Benedict whose beautiful ladies hang in my shop in Charleston is launching her new stationary line in collaboration with my fav Charleston paper shop, also on Cannon Street, Mac & Murphy you do not want to miss this:

If you are local, our Summer White Charleston Rice Beads are also available at Candy Shop Vintage at 9 Cannon Street – you can pick to wear to either of these fun evening events!

 

Some Thoughts On Charleston

I moved to Charleston seven years ago from New York City. While it was never a exactly a sleepy southern city, I have witnessed its explosive growth and development, particularly in the last three years. Charleston has grown rapidly and been put on the map, over and over again, as one of the best, most beautiful destinations in the country and a world class culinary mecca. There has been a feeling of palpable excitement in the air as Charleston accelerates into its unknown but exciting future.

I’ve often felt this is almost a ridiculously idyllic place to live, so beautiful some days that it’s almost as if nothing bad could ever happen in a place this nice. I feel lucky to live here, lucky to own a home here, fortunate to have launched a business here doing what I love. I’ve enjoyed Charleston’s hospitality, tasted its amazing food again and again and have tried to give and show the same to our friends and family who visit. When I travel other places, telling people I live in Charleston has often felt like disclosing that I am actually related to someone famous. It gets a visceral, universally positive response – everyone either loves Charleston or has heard that it is amazing and wants to go as soon as possible.

But last week all of that temporarily came to a grinding halt. Our community known for its openness, ease and hospitality was struck, suddenly, violently and seemingly out of nowhere. In spite of all the worse stereotypes of the South, they are not often uttered about Charleston, even though there is room for improvement in the city’s diversity and race relations. But something much worse than any one could have conjured up in their wildest, darkest imagination happened.  It did not seem real last week, and it hardly seems real now. 

image via gilshulergraphicdesign.com

My husband is an Episcopal Priest at Grace Church in downtown Charleston. When we heard this happened in a church, no less, the blow was especially painful, especially close to home. We had just shared a church service the Sunday prior with the neighboring A.M.E. Church and heard their spirited pastor deliver a message about the power of one to do great good. We consider our church, as many do, one of the safest places to be and one where racial divides do not exist – a sanctuary. A place where you would never have to worry about someone flying off the handle, becoming violent, or doing the impossible – killing.

Nearly a week into this crisis, however, a second story has begun to unfold. It is one so beautiful that it even trumps the cultural renaissance and staggering growth Charleston has been experiencing as of late. The love and peace that has flowed and flowed through Charleston and out of this crisis is overwhelming.  Every few hours for days after this terrible event I have read a new story that has brought me to tears –  particularly the forgiveness of the victim’s families. “We welcomed you Wednesday into our bible study,” said the Felicia Sanders, the mother of the youngest victim, “Tywanza was my hero, but as we said in Bible study, we enjoyed you but may God have mercy on you.”  The aid funds for the families were set up quickly and efficiently (learn how to contribute here), the church bells rung in unison from every church in the city and beyond this past Sunday morning at 10AM, and the diverse “unity chain” across the Ravanel Bridge brought thousands of residents out to stand for peace. Prior to this crisis, there was a sense that all this was possible here, but a there was lack of urgency and understanding on how and when to begin to implement it. 

I think about one of my favorite movies – the Grinch that stole Christmas – of a dark, despicable, damaged character who came down from the mountain to destroy a community. He was so sure he would rob them of their obscene happiness he was actually gleeful in his pursuit of destruction.  And when he got there, even his interactions with the sweetest and youngest of them didn’t deter him from his mission. But what he finds when he looks down the mountain – after he has taken seemingly everything from them – is that where he expects there to be anger and despair, he instead sees love and hope.  He hears their bells ringing and voices singing and sees their hands clasped in unity. This is our Charleston community right now. As the Mayor of Charleston observed, “if that young man thought he was going to divide this country… he miserably failed.” Now more than ever, I feel lucky to be a Charleston, S.C. resident.

 

Father’s Day Love

When my friend Morgan of BURU – a fabulous online clothing boutique for fashion forward mammas – asked me to share a little about my husband for Father’s Day for her online magazine, I couldn’t help but think back to this adorable photo shoot we did with Gray Benko last year. These photos really captured the essence of my husband John and daughter Daphne’s silly and loving relationship.  In honor of Father’s Day I shared a little more about Daphne’s special Daddy as well put together a great little Father’s Day gift guide for all the moms out there… Head on over to the BURU blog today and check it out! 

And thanks again to Gray for these photos we will treasure forever – they really captured a special moment in time and the very brief moment our poodle, Birthday, was actually small!

We Have A Winner & Our Next Trunk Show

First things first… I arrived at work yesterday to find a yellow crane swinging perilously close to my brand new awning. This is all part of the ongoing Cannon Street beautification project by the Charleston Parks department who are making the sidewalks on Cannon street wider and more pedestrian-friendly. They are also adding bike racks and other much needed improvements and I am all for it. But I didn’t get a heads up on the exact day/time this would land on my doorstep, so unfortunately I’ve had to suddenly close shop for two days until completion and will reopen this Thursday June 4 at 11AM.

Next I wanted to announce the winner of our recent giveaway, a pair of new teardrop Charleston Rice Bead Earrings that are not yet for sale. I loved all the entries, they were chic creative and adorable. But in conversing with my assistant we determined the ultimate winner to be Paige Johnson, who creatively printed out some “paper” Charleston Rice Beads to share since she does not yet have her own.  Congrats Paige! Please email us your mailing address at contact@candyshopvintage.com.

A couple other of my favorite giveaway entries are below. I’ll be doing another summer giveaway soon so please be sure to follow us on Instagram @candyshopvintage for a heads up!

Finally, we are excited to be having a Candy Shop Vintage trunk show at Fleur Boutique in Raleigh, NC this week.  Our trunk show will be up for three days total during store hours and feature our new Candy Shop Collection pieces, our Charleston Rice Beads, and even some one-of-a-kind vintage pieces – please stop by if you live in the area!