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My new endeavors...

I like to try new things. I like to do things myself. I don't like to pay people to do things that I know I can do myself. Having paid people a good chunk of money to design birth announcements, Christmas cards, and a blog layout, I decided I could do it myself. Hence comes my latest endeavors. I decided to open an etsy store specializing in photo cards or invitations as well as blog design. I enjoy it and find it a dramatic shift from my school job.  I am also involved in another etsy store with my pal, April. She is an awesome crocheter who makes beautiful hats, ponchos, etc. We'll see where it goes. We may not sell a thing and that's okay. We just knew that  we had to try. So, here's to new endeavors....

Comments

Anonymous said…
Good work Kara,


YOu are so creative this will be awesome for you!

Love ya,
J
Taylor said…
Im like you, I love to do it myself, somtimes (or alot) I fail but that's okay because atleast I tried.

Can't wait to check out your etsy shop!
Kara said…
Thanks. You girls are sweet ;)
Kara said…
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Alison said…
Wanna do my invitations for Henri's birthday party? I was planning on going to tinyprints.com but I would much rather give my money to you :-) Let's chat...

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