I thought it might be fun to have a little look behind the curtain, into the evolution of Meg Carter Designs.  The year was 2008, and I had just wrapped up a successful showing of my latest collection at NYNOW, but .... many buyers from wonderful boutiques had walked into my booth and said, "I love what you're doing but we can't sell shells".   All while the vast majority of my line didn't include shells.   Hmmm...

After a lot of head scratching, I thought, so what if we serve that up with a silver spoon?   We could take all the classic pieces, oodles of earrings, chains, and pearl necklaces, package them up on an engraved silver platter with nary a shell or even a fish in sight, and put a pretty new label on them.  How about "TOWN by Meg Carter Designs"?!  READ MORE

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I have some notes on my phone that I've been saving for a little Love Note inspiration.  They refer to things the French just do differently.  Often it's something Americans find amusing (and perhaps mildly annoying). 

Take for instance, the universal edict to "Dites bonjour!" and better still, a stream of pleasantries before asking a simple question.   If you are wagging your head in disbelief, just try this.  Walk into any French shop, from a rural boulangerie to the haute world of a Place des Vosges boutique, and inquire about the time, WITHOUT first, God have mercy on your soul, prefacing that with a hearty "Bonjour Madame!"  You will be greeted with an ice cold stare, chin down and back, eyebrows arched, implying, "Foreign pig, how dare you spit upon my mother's grave?"  READ MORE

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Did you ever have one of those weeks where everything seemed to flip magically into place, like a Rube Goldberg cascade of dominoes?    Last week I didn't have that.  In fact, an outside venture that I've poured my heart into for two plus years seems to have come apart.  Sigh.

And then I came across the image above, just as I was trying to pick up my déshabillée self and sharpen my focus in time for today's note.  And somehow, the dominoes magically reset themselves.  Those eyes seemed to be saying directly to me: "Put away that disappointing project for now.  Because right here is where your eye belongs."   You see, today marks the soft launch of something very special that had its genesis right here with you, in a Love Note last October.   Remember the Lover's Eye?  READ MORE

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