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Dear Internets, My name is Alisa Starr, and I make Snarky Cards: Brutally Honest Greeting Cards. I sell them from a box that hangs beneath my boobs. I also have them for sale in 35 different stores. And recently I … Continue reading
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Sex and Pretty Red Dresses!
Dear Internets: I owe you an apology. I love you, internets, and I have neglected you. I just, you know, put it off for a long time, and then I ended up in a shame-spiral, and it got kinda out … Continue reading
Craft Shows and Betsy The Great
For those of you who don’t know, my name is Alisa Starr. I make Snarky Cards: Brutally Honest Greeting Cards. I sell them in bars from a box that hangs beneath my boobs. They will crack you the fuck up. … Continue reading
The Dickleganger and First Thursday Delights
For those of you who don’t know: My name is Alisa Starr, and I make Snarky Cards: Brutally Honest Greeting Cards. I sell them from in bars from a box that hangs beneath my boobs. They will crack you the … Continue reading
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Free Booze + Sexy Typewriter
For those of you who don’t know, my name is Alisa Starr, and I make Snarky Cards: Brutally Honest Greeting Cards. I sell them in bars from a box that hangs beneath my boobs. They will crack you the fuck … Continue reading
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History Beats The Fuck Out Of Doubt
I’ve been trying to figure out why I started selling Snarky Cards in the first place. Thankfully, Arlette is sensible and kind. “Because you’re good at it.” She said in between bites of Ole Dirty Bastard (Voodoo Doughnuts completed her Portland experience). “Are you sure I’m not just trying to make up for a shitty childhood?” I asked. “Nope. You like people. And you’re selling your art.” Continue reading