I have been in this business long enough to know that very few spend their disposable income on Kids Room Shopping, so why talk about Night Lights? It is no fun for a little person to open a package with a beautiful sham, a fancy pillow, or a peg rack for the wall. Unless you have permission to use that peg rack for heavy artillery, which my ten year old did once, it’s just not fun. Rather than write on the features and products sold here on my website pages I want to temp you with only one product. Night Lights. Every year I order Night Lights by the dozens. Even before I had all the Night Lights priced and put away in my showroom in Portland, they were selling right out of the box. Why? Why Night Lights? Why not a cute stuffed toy, or darling key-chain, or a sock monkey?
There is a shopper out there that is practical and price savvy. Parent, Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents and Gunkals who want something to give that will outlive the next trend. Night Lights are a darling way to accent a room. They are very practical, and a price point that is under $20.00 allowing one stop shopping for all the kids in your life. I was excited over the rocket night light. My ten year old saw that and he asked for it for Christmas. Always brightens my buying heart when my own kids want the products I invest in. I am a seasoned buyer and know just the designs and styles that will work in most kid’s rooms. If this sounds like a sales pitch, guess what it is. I would love to light up the night for that special little person in your life. If you are not able to make into the home of that little person I can even wrap as a gift and ship to the front door, ready to be placed under a tree. Night Lights, indeed for Kids’ Room Shopping. Here is the link to the page, if you’d like to consider purchasing. http://hungouttobuy.com/room-decor/lamps/night-lights/


I learned early that blue eyes, dimples, charm and wit could carry me to new levels of confidence outside of such harsh words. I excelled in school with the purpose of proving I was not dumb. I could use my words to express fun, funny, and split second timing with wit and wisdom. Deep down inside those hurtful words attached to my long-term memory. The only thing is this, know one could ever tell. Really, how can you be ugly with a cute handbag and shoes? Using my charm and wit to be that cute person everyone spoke into me since childhood.
Thus you have that grown up extrovert who stands tall in a room because not only do I know how to wear those stiletto’s I know how to walk in them too. Then one moment that all changes. Exposed. Insecurities that took me back.
Can a girl just grow up and be beautiful. At the age of 46 I grew up. September 9th I grew into that beautiful women.
















