Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Tip - Business Cards

When I first started my business I printed all my cards at home trying to save money. Dumb idea. This is definitely one of those things you want to hire out! It cost me almost $20 to buy a pack of 200 blank business cards and I spent untold hours trying to get the dang paper to line up right in my printer, feeding each page in one at a time and so many times the stupid thing would shift in the printer and the design would spill over to the other cards, ruining the whole sheet. I think I got about 100 good cards out of the 200 card pack. Because of the finicky-ness of the process I couldn't have a card with a design that went all the way to the edge and it didn't look as professional as I wanted it to. And then someone recommended VistaPrint to me and I'm so happy I found them! It was very easy to load up my design, I paid a few dollars extra for an image on the back and it just cost a couple bucks to load up my design - and once you load up your design you can use it for any other product without paying each time. I got 1500 cards for $50! Doing it myself I was paying $0.20 per card (100 good cards for $20) plus endless frustrating hours, through VistaPrint I just spent a few minutes setting it up, got a great looking card and only paid about $0.03 per card! I didn't even have to pop the cards out of the sheet, leaving my cards with those annoying perforated edges. =)

Vista Print: www.VistaPrint.com.

Monday, April 14, 2008

A Business Is Born

People ask me all the time how I got started with my own business so here's the answer!

I've always loved sewing and I've always had a huge bag obsession. I loved bags so much but I could never find the right one for me. They were too big, or the wrong color, or didn't have pockets where I needed them or whatever and I soon realized the only way to get the "perfect bag" was to make it myself. I used patterns at first but even that had problems - what if I wanted it bigger or wider or just plain different? I started modifying patterns to suit me until I was comfortable enough with the essentials to be able to come up with my own patterns to suit my needs.

When my first child was born I made my own diaper bag and matching hand bag. I got some really pretty decorator fabrics - a deep red with gold dragonflies and a coordinating red and gold plaid - which, at $20/yard seemed like such an extravagance! I made my bags and used them everywhere. A friend of mine in my son's playgroup saw it and insisted on having one of her own. Which would have been great but I had no interest making bags for other people. I was busy enough with my baby, I had so many more bags I wanted to make for myself, I was worried she wouldn't like it and then what do you do, and I just didn't see how I could find the time to spend days making something for someone else.
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Sunday, April 13, 2008

And So It Begins...

In high school I sewed my first bag. It was a quilted shoulder bag for carrying books and it turned out quite nice - except the straps were flimsy and unpadded and cut into my shoulder every time I put, well, books in it. I also sewed my first outfit which was a pair of flannel shorts with an elastic waist and a (dreadful) matching top. Following a clothing pattern was confusing and frustrating and I had no idea what I was doing. I think I still have that outfit, but if I do, it's buried in a box somewhere in the garage. I made a huge pillow which became my dear old cat's favorite place to sleep and is now a big floor pillow for my boys to play on. I also learned to crochet in high school, and my first project was a little mouse hanging off a leaf for a friend. The first "mouse" was such a scary, mangled little thing it soon became a joke in my house. I put it in my mom's car when she wasn't looking and she quickly stuffed it in the glove box. Occasionally I'd pull it out and prop it up on the steering wheel, or sit it in her chair, or hang it from the rear view mirror and when Mom would get in the car she'd gasp and laugh and stick it back in the glove box. Poor deformed mouse.
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