It all began with a perfectly clean table… that lasted five whole minutes before being swallowed by glitter, paint, and something suspiciously sticky. I’ve always had a mild obsession with color—by “mild” I mean my house looks like a unicorn exploded. Positive vibes? Oh yeah, those are basically my caffeine.

Arts and crafts? Let’s just say they’re the reason I haven’t completely lost my mind. Or maybe they’re why I have. Either way, they’re everything. So one day—probably in the middle of hot-gluing my fingers together—I thought, Hey, why not turn this beautiful disaster into a business? Thus, Colorful Chaos was born. Because obviously the world needed one more glitter-filled, vibe-powered, slightly unhinged art shop.

Now I run a store where messes are masterpieces, color is a lifestyle, and if you don’t leave with something sparkly, did you even come in? Welcome to my chaos. It’s bright, it’s bold, and it’s hanging on by a rhinestone-thread of joy. You’ll love it. Probably.