Hi! I’m Krista! I’ve been crafting, sewing, and creating since I was a kid and discovered I was terrible at sports. I went to school for fashion design and interior decorating and loved every second of it! I have fallen in love with making old things new. I started blogging as a way to share my trashion designs (clothes made from trash. I know, it’s weird.) and it became a hobby that spiraled out of control in a very good way. I’m married to a talkative nerd named Mason and we have a crazy-haired little boy named Max with a personality to match the hair. We’re both California grown and are now living in and loving Idaho.
Rainbow Brite. Turns out you can’t major in Rainbow Briteness, so my dreams were crushed.
Take it all out of the bank in one dollar bills and throw it in the air! Then collect it all, take it back to the bank, and be that jerk that deposits millions of dollars in one dollar bills, but I’d give the teller a giant tip for the hassle.
To stand up on a wakeboard. I just spent this last weekend trying to get up on that blasted thing. Athletics are not my strong point and I admire anyone who is athletic.
Dishes, yet when the dishes aren’t done I’m in an awful mood because I loathe the mess. Most days, I just ignore the kitchen and remain in a pleasant mood.
If I could choose to be reincarnated as an animal, it would be a tardigrade. Google it. They’re the raddest creature on the planet and in space and can survive anything! But my personality is more of a sloth. So I’m sure that’s what I’d end up as.
Gave birth to a nine and a half pounder. Enough said.
Now. Answering questions about myself. Hands sweating… heart racing…
Spice Girls. On cassette. I still have it. And if I had a cassette player, I’d still be dancing to it.
Baked goods: donuts, cookies, cake! Be still my beating heart.
I’m a homebody, so I think my house is the coolest place ever. Outside of my home, I really like my local donut shop. Oh, and I’ve also been to Roatan, Honduras and the Cayman Islands. Those were both pretty amazing.
I was a contestant on the Price is Right. I was that unlucky last person to be called that gets one measly shot to guess the correct price before making it on stage. I bid $101 over. But at the end of the show, you know how they say “contestants not appearing on stage will receive bla bla bla…” I ended up with a giant, industrial sized mailbox. It sits in my living room and I keep blankets in it. Also, Bob Barker is the orangest man I’ve ever seen.
Written by Krista from Lazy Saturdays