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Eidel’s Ideas: More Than Just an Etsy Shop



Let it be understood from the outset—
I am not merely the woman with an Etsy shop.
Eidel’s Ideas is ever so much more than that.

Why yes, you will find my storefront on Etsy, it is, of course, my busiest shop location at present —but there is far more to her story, dearest reader. 

You see, Etsy is rather like a grand and bustling marketplace—a place not unlike a modern-day emporium (mall), wherein many small merchants gather to display their wares. It is quite a convenient locale to be seen and discovered, to be sure.

But just as a fine shop within such a place is not defined by the walls which house it, so too is Eidel’s Ideas not confined to, nor dependent upon, Etsy.

Should Etsy vanish with the morrow, Eidel’s Ideas would yet endure—steadfast and ever so distinguished.

For this endeavor did not begin with Etsy—nor shall it end there.

In days gone by, many years ago, I began at humble venues such as Trader Jake’s and the local flea markets, where I arranged my wares upon simple tables, hopeful that passersby might pause to behold the heart and craftsmanship poured into each piece.

That very same spirit—the earnest hand of the maker—still guides Eidel’s Ideas to this day.



Eidel’s Ideas is a vintage-inspired, artisan gift boutique that is rooted in faith, not merely a storefront. She is a brand built with care, upheld by prayer, and fashioned with purpose. Each piece I create and each customer I serve is part of something far grander than any one platform could contain.



In addition to tending the shop (second only to He who grants the ideas and truly governs it all), I serve as the designer of every piece and the artisan behind 99% of the work—crafted by hand, and with the exacting eye of the perfectionist that I most certainly am.

I am the packaging engineer: first designing the wrappings, then wrapping the item itself, and finally wrapping it again for shipment—each layer attended with care and hospitality. 

I serve as chief of digital design, curator of content, overseer of marketing, and headmistress of media. I am the shop photographer, the manager of listings, and the sole promoter of all my wares.
To those dear customers and friends who so kindly share my work—please know your support is ever so appreciated. 

And if maintaining a one-woman enterprise were not sufficient, I am also a stay-at-home mother to three young children (ages eight and under), whom I homeschool personally. I am a homemaker and a wife—now twelve years into marriage as of today, with a wonderfully patient husband.

—Darling, I do apologize once more for the mystery of the missing trousers. Perhaps they are in hiding with the socks.

And yet, I have been expanding steadily—quietly establishing new storefronts behind the scenes, preparing for future artisan markets, and ever tending to my presence upon Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest, and, of course, here upon the blog.

This little corner of the web serves as my digital front porch—a welcoming spot where I may share musings, reflect upon the journey, and bid you linger a while, that you might better know the woman behind the brand.



You shall also find me diligently laying the groundwork for my own little corner of the web—a website I hope shall one day offer a complete checkout experience. This, of course would be a natural progression toward greater independence and an enduring presence.

For I believe in building something lasting—something deeply personal.
And a business of that nature is not owned by Etsy. It is, and ever shall be, mine.

So yes, my shop may be found upon Etsy’s bustling avenues.
But let it not be mistaken, dear reader—that is merely part of her tale.

Eidel’s Ideas is a gift boutique, lovingly tended to with thoughtful design, which just so happens to keep a storefront, a mere presence within the Etsy mall. You see, her roots run far deeper, and the story extends well beyond those metaphorical walls.

I hope you've enjoyed my old english style rant. I don't use this tone in all my posts and this was originally written in a modern ranting tone but it didn't sit right so i adapted
I hope you'll take a moment to visit the shop, and consider following me on social media @eidelsideas 

Comment if you'd like to see more posts in the future in this elegant and old world tone.



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