There are few things in life I love more than stickers. Now that I have a sticker maker, I feel like I have magical powers and it’s all I want to do for the rest of my days. I will grow to be a funny old crone who talks to herself and covers the walls of her house in handmade stickers. You wait.
Yes, I got the cutesy pink, houndstooth sticker machine. I figured if I was going purchase something that is basically going to be an extension to my arm, that I might as well invest in something appealing to the eye. (Hint: if you are new to HSN, you can save a buttload on your first purchase- I got this thing super cheap!)
My current obsession is creating stickers out of recycled cardboard. I have a ton saved in our house because I dream of one day building a maze for my hedgehogs, which has yet to happen.
I also crafted some stickers from pictures of family, friends, and pets in anticipation of a family get-together this weekend.
I’m still experimenting, so I’m finding that some things work better than others. On the whole, this machine is the shit.