When Rosie was born, her bright pink nose made her name inevitable. She grew up around her parents’ junk shop, happily exploring all the things that other people discarded. Rosie just loved all the old bits and pieces of jewelry and fabric, clothing and oddments that came into the store every day, and would play with them, putting them all together in new and different ways for hours at a time.

By the time she went to school she had already developed quite a style of her own! Of course her name soon became “Second Hand Rose” which quite delighted her, as she had been a big Streisand fan from the day she had found an old record of that very song in the dusty depths of the store.