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ABOUT

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About our Main Conversation...Ashley Jones

 

As I child, I was always the last one leaving the house and I was

often scolded for consistently saying “I don’t have anything to wear.”

Sure there were PLENTY of clothes in my closet, my chest of drawers
were packed, BUT….. I still had nothing to wear. Nothing seemed to

give me the look I was going for, the colors weren’t bright enough, and there was just so little to do

with having to wear uniforms.


From uniforms to all dresses and skirts, I STILL found it quite the task to put that FUNK on the clothes I
had to wear to private school. I couldn’t pop my collar, I couldn’t cut my tights, I couldn’t buy my own
clothes…… BUT I could dream about it. I dreamed of the freedom to wear a tutu with combat boots,
mixing patters, and creating my very own style. I kept dreaming!


In 2002, I started sketching the place of my dreams. I dreamed of having a boutique, a clothing store,
and a consignment shop, where all I could see was glitz, glam, girly gems, and glitter. I began making
jackets, little trinkets, and adding my extra flair to EVERYTHING I touched! As much as I wanted to be a
free spirit and live a creative life, my parents thought the best thing for me was to go to work.
I did. I wanted my first job to land me a career as a merchandiser and a purchaser. All I wanted to do
was make the store mannequins come to life!! Unfortunately, that is not the career that chose me. I
ended up in sales and customer service. A far cry from what my glittery lenses reflected.


In 2004, I revisited my dream. It was deterred by life……love, marriage, and divorce. Since I am not a
quitter, I gave love and marriage another shot. In 2016 and 2017 God’s favor rested upon my womb.
There I was, absolutely happy but not completely fulfilled. Where was my dream? I allowed life to get in
the way, Corporate America to shake me; and I lost my dream. Fast forward to 2020, the pandemic hit,
life was very different, and work became stressful. I was essential. I had to show up! After challenging
days, I found my peace. My peace was in a small corner of my house…..my crafting corner.


In January 2021, that dream resurfaced with a vengeance!! I had a “Just do It” moment…..and BOOM,
here I am; adding funky flair to life. You are reading the testimony of a woman who decided that this
dream was far too big, not to live it!!

 

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Mission:

Allow creativity and propose to birth your vision and conversation piece. I am committed to bringing life
to a dream and sprinkling glitter every step of the way, creating pieces to be talked about.

THE CONversation pieces
STORY
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