Dreams Born of Dreams

Something changed in us this summer. After making the house our home for half a year and after the dream of rehabilitating this beautiful place was beginning to be realized, we got really inspired. This aspect of our lives was shaping up to be pretty marvelous, which got us thinking about what we could be doing to make the rest of our lives just as grand. It was almost as if the house was pushing us to be better, to aim higher.

And then we got really busy.

Cory got busy first. He is incredibly passionate about real estate and has been probably since birth. He has been acquiring properties throughout the city for a while now, but this summer he was on an entirely different level. Over the last few months, he has bought eight properties and already sold four of them. He is working harder and having more fun than ever before because he loves what he does so much. It was contagious. I wanted to love something that much.

This guy inspires me to be more ambitious than I ever thought possible.

This guy inspires me to be more ambitious than I ever thought possible.

Almost three years ago, I left Austin and my job on the visual team at Anthropologie. I thought I would stay there forever, working my way up in the company and living in that incredible city. But Cory had a dream to move back to his hometown and his dream became my dream, so we packed up and headed north. I never really imagined myself moving to a town like Waco, but Cory was adamant that it was the perfect place for us to build a life together. Waco is not exactly known for its creative opportunity. I had a hard time imagining that I would find the right place for myself here, and that doubt grew as I tried out different occupations over the next couple of years.

Then the house came. I started feeling that creative rush that had been missing. It lit a spark within me. It made me restless in a good way. It made me strive for more. The place that I wished to spend my days in, that I wanted to put my hard work into, that I could truly love simply didn't exist here. So I made it up. For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to own my own store. I had been telling myself for a while that I was too young or too busy or too something else to open my own business. Then one day it occurred to me that none of the excuses I was making was a very good reason not to realize my dreams, to start living the best life possible. That day I went to work. I started planning and imagining and creating and searching for the perfect spot for my shop.

My building in its current state. I affectionately refer to it as "The Ugly Little Brown One."

My building in its current state. I affectionately refer to it as "The Ugly Little Brown One."

The block where my building sits is just on the edge of downtown development and currently deserted--a new wildland for me to conquer. But wildland has come to mean more to me than just an uninhabited piece of land. It is an uninhabited thought or idea. It means there's room to be creative, to build something that has never existed where you build it. So I named my store after it.

T-shirt courtesy of my dad, who expresses his enthusiasm with promotional goods.

T-shirt courtesy of my dad, who expresses his enthusiasm with promotional goods.

Wildland Supply Co. will open at 804 Austin Avenue in downtown Waco in November 2014. I could not be more excited to share my vision with you and to bring a curated collection of unique, quality apparel and home goods to my new city. More than ever, I know that I'm exactly where I belong.

Thanks for the inspiration, house.

-Kate