I got into crochet during a season of my life when I had more time than direction. I wasn’t looking to start a business or even to find a long-term hobby. I just wanted something that felt grounding. I picked up a crochet hook on a whim and decided to make a stuffed animal, something small and familiar. It wasn’t perfect, but it was mine, and finishing it gave me a quiet sense of pride I hadn’t felt in a while.
What kept me crocheting wasn’t just the act of making something with my hands, but how naturally it fit who I am. Crochet lets me live in two worlds at once. On one side, it feeds my creative instincts: choosing colors, designing patterns, and imagining characters before they exist. On the other, it satisfies my analytical and business-minded side. I think about efficiency, pricing, materials, presentation, and how to turn an idea into something sustainable. Few things allow me to be both imaginative and strategic in the same moment, but crochet does.
The most meaningful part of crochet, though, happens when my work leaves my hands. At markets or events, I love watching little kids spot my stuffed animals and light up. Their excitement is instant and unfiltered. Every time I see that reaction, I’m reminded of myself as a kid, completely obsessed with stuffed animals and the comfort they brought me. Crochet feels like a way of honoring that version of myself while creating that same joy for someone else. In a sense, I’m still making things for that little kid, just now she knows how to price inventory and design a logo.
Crochet has become more than a craft. It’s how I slow down, problem-solve, and express myself. It’s how I connect with my community and how I blend creativity with entrepreneurship in a way that feels authentic. What started as a simple project turned into something deeply personal: a way to build, to share joy, and to turn imagination into something tangible.
Daisy Crochet Project Collective 