Melanie says the use of the premises is going well. Recent clients have included former Miss Great Britain Gemma Garrett and Ten Square Hotel. The showroom is based at Mill Street in Newtownards and has now been open for just over a year. and its Facebook presence contain dramatically impressive illustrations of the business's capabilities.Īnother of the firm's distinctive marketing strengths is that it has its own showroom, which allows clients to custom choose their designs and materials. Part of the success of Mood Events comes down to an effective use of social media. Today, Mood Events describes itself as 'purveyors of the finest weddings and events', providing a bespoke events service for customers in both Northern Ireland and the Republic. 'After just a few short months in the planning - sourcing and buying equipment, and in between the birth of my second child, Mood Event Decoration was born - now rebranded to Mood Events.' At this time, and whilst the retail sector in which I worked was in decline and looking to make huge budget cuts in terms of their display departments, I was busy looking for ways of taking my modest budget - a potential redundancy pay out - and turning it into a viable business. She adds: 'I knew that the concepts designed and created for shop windows and in-store displays could easily be applied within the events industry. She recalls: 'Having worked in a highly creative environment for almost 15 years, theming and creating window displays, I felt that there was a huge gap in the market for my business model.' The business idea was first conceived by its owner and managing director Melanie McGimpsey while working for the Arcadia Group as a visual display artist and stylist. So it is not surprising that a small firm, Mood Events, was set up in September 2009 to take the burden off people, or that it is proving a successful business concept. Yet they can be pressurised and difficult to organise. Weddings are among the most special occasions of a person's life.

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