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Why ‘My Sisterwife's Closet’?

Why ‘My Sisterwife's Closet’?

I was asked recently why I named our store ‘My Sisterwife's Closet’ and it really made me put into words the thoughts I had so many years ago when I first started dreaming about this business.

The name ‘My Sisterwife's Closet’ came from the idea of the closet, because I always felt like that was where a person's story could be found.

When I was a girl, my mom's closet was a wonder. It was my favorite place to go and hide and discover her treasures - to discover her story. I would look at her wedding dress hanging in the special bag, try on all her shoes, maybe find a hidden gift, touch her scarves, look at old pictures, smell her perfume and look at all her jewelry.  Sometimes she would come into her room when I was there snooping and tell me her stories – all neatly tucked and hanging into her closet. It helped me to know and understand her, not just as my mother, but as a woman. I treasure those memories.

I love to know a person's story. I like to know who they are and what molded them into that person; what inspires them and what makes them feel like getting up in the morning. I feel that a person's jewelry tells a story - why you bought it; or if a gift, who gave it and what that relationship was; or who passed down the piece. It is all part of your story and your story is important.

I also wanted to use the word ‘sisterwife’ for a reason that is important to me. When I was young, I hid my religion from all my friends and only told my closest friend finally when we were in 7th grade during a teen-sleepover-confessional-to-your-BFF kind of thing. I remember being so scared to tell her. She was so sweet and easy about it. As I grew up, I realized more and more that the words polygamy, plural marriage and sisterwife (it is one word) were dirty and taboo to the rest of the world. To me, they were my life. My mom's sisterwives loved me as their own and polygamy or plural marriage described my family. I remember my mom would say my sister-you-know-what when she was in public just to be careful. When we started the show ‘Sister Wives’, it was almost hard for me to be okay with the title of the show. The word was so sacred to me, but so negative to the rest of the world.

When I started dreaming about this business, I really wanted to use the word ‘sisterwife’. I wanted to help give the word a positive connotation. It is a special word to me.  I love my sisterwives and our relationship is unique and irreplaceable. I love when I hear the words sisterwife/sisterwives being used out in the world in a positive, cute way as I did on a TV show the other day, it was a delight – all the sisterwives from generations past would be very pleased!

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Dayton's Art

Dayton's Art

From the time Dayton was able to pick up any form of writing utensil he was drawing. He was completely obsessed with Pokémon, so he drew picture after picture of them. It was his happy place. (I have kept most of them of course 😍) His next obsession was cars, so all he would draw were cars... you get the picture...

At first, I thought it was something fun he was doing and then he started drawing everything all the time and he was pretty good. I remember one of my friends asking him what his favorite color was and he said,

“Black. It makes all the other colors stand out.”

When he got into middle school, he chose an art class for his elective and he started showing some real talent. It was raw, but it was real and was an outlet for him. One time he was supposed to sculpt a heart and he made it look like a car engine! It was really cool!

When he went into high school he stopped creating his art, because he was so busy.  A couple of years ago, I persuaded him to get back into an art class again. He got into AP Art his junior year just by showing the teacher some of his work.  He is now a senior this year and is taking AP Art 2.  He surprises me all the time with what he is working on. I love, love, love seeing his work.  It gives me so much joy.

I asked him to paint me a picture for my birthday last year and he painted me a metaphor. It was a painting of a woman’s face in the center of a rose. He told me,

“A woman is like a rose, if you are gentle with her she is soft and sweet, but if you treat her badly she has thorns.”

He has always impressed me with his depth!

I remember when I was a little girl I wanted to be an artist, a singer and a musician. My kids have fulfilled my dreams for me. Breanna is my singer; Aurora is my musician; and Dayton is my artist.

Dayton has begun sketching for me for My Sisterwife’s Closet. I draw my design concepts first, but sometimes I need him to take my concept and illustrate it better because his talent is better than mine.  It has been a lot of fun working with him. I am so proud of him.

As Dayton gets ready to graduate from high school and looks forward to college, I hope he continues to pursue his passion for his art and blesses the world with the talent that God has given him.


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