Big jug


Cape Cod cuff


  Charged series by Finn  
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Dimple studs


  Don’t fade away cups  
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Dreamweaver pendant


Gold mussel shell


Heavy light


I heart darkness


Krazy kandlestix


Legwarmers by mom


Looops earrings


  Luv necklace  
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  Make-a-mark sneakers by Ian  
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  Man-link earrings  
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Me-on neon


  / O choker and bracelet  
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Problem child earrings


  Rich bitch cuff  
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Salut glassware


Saucy sides


Shady side rings


Shove it sconce


Snarl sconce


Snood by mom


Three’s a crowd earrings


Torn vessel


Unravel sweatshirt

Throughout the years, even before getting the nerve up to even think about applying to design school, my natural state has been to make things and sell them.

I finally did get the courage to apply to school, in secret, and then one thing lead to another and here we are with an amazing studio and amazing friends and a body of work I never dreamt possible.

While that is not a problem… I do miss the small-scale, spontaneous, “make things and sell them” survival mode. So, this small store is a chance to do just that. Explore new ideas and forms and put them out into the world. The pricing is friendly. The process and scale allows for more intuitive work as opposed to many meetings, analysis, and large labor force.

The name is inspired by a store from the 80s on the Upper East Side called PS I Love You. When I was 11 my best friend and I used to sneak into the city on the train from Westchester and buy stickers—you know, of pigs and lips and things. Then we’d go to her father’s gallery in a brownstone uptown. Those days were all about potential. I was exposed to so much—and the thrill of not knowing which thing would become true for me was part of the fun in retrospect.

I dreamt of making paintings like Morris Louis because that’s what my friend’s dad sold, but made my cash painting barrettes. At a young age I figured out how to make a decent amount of money by doing things like that, painting on t-shirts, hand-patching and tapering friends’ jeans, etc. I wasn’t into babysitting.

PS I Miss You is a combination of missing that naive side of myself, missing what NYC was then, and is about anything you’re into for a long time—you want to remember what you miss about that thing or person. Saying I Miss You is also saying I Like You.

Gifts are all about that. They say so much without words. See you at the shop!

—Lindsey Adelman


psimissyou@lindseyadelman.com