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Flashback Friday Seven

A new Flashback Friday post, y'all!

I directed a play, Noises Off,  at my high school from January-March of last year. It was a huge learning experience for me and even though I had a lot of 'why the hell did I do this' thoughts, I'm really glad I survived and left with the friendships and experience I did.

Because I'm a dork, one of my favorite things were the posters I made. I used studio lights to  photograph the cast and designed this poster with a photograph of my antique quilt and a Kitschy Digitals frame. I ended up laminating and printing them at 20x27inches and put about 6 up around the school(in addition to black and white regular sized ones that I drowned the school in).

I still like how they came out and it always brought a smile to my face to see my bed staring back at me around my high school ever day! Funny story: I realized a few days after all the posters were up that I forgot to put the time of the play on them! Luckily, Facebook events saved most of the confusion, but I felt like such an idiot after that.

You can pick up the Kitschy Digitals frames here and the quilt background paper as a free download from last year!

Happy weekend!

Flashback Friday Six

I was recently reminded of these Twiggy inspired self portraits I took two years for Work Your Soul. Ah... To be 16 again... Sometimes I want it back (the easiness and fun), other times... Heck no!

Have a great weekend! :)

Flashback Friday Five

A little autumn lovin' from the Haupt family circa 1996.

I could definitely go for my older brother's sweater right about now. Or my shoes...

Flashback Friday Four

I miss that house on Grubstake and the fights with my siblings and sometimes even my blond hair and thick bangs. I miss making 'coffee' out of mud and playing games in the bedroom with my sister when we were supposed to be sleeping. I miss having school on the kitchen table and watching Zoom and Arthur everyday. I miss Kraft macaroni and cheese and trips to the dollar store and watching the stars with my mom in the backyard when my dad went on overnight firefighting trips.

What do you miss about your childhood?

Flashback Friday Three

My sister has been spending her last three summers at a summer camp in California where she usually leaves early June and gets back days before she leaves to college. This year was the same case, except that she was staying in Idaho for school and I was leaving for New York. We had five fun days together before I left and I managed to scan some old photos of us.

My sister is 3 years older than me and we notoriously did not get along for years. As in, my two best friends and I at age 10 or so, hated her so much that if one of us were to say her name out loud, we had to kiss the floor. Yes, kiss the floor. So, if you wanted to talk about her, you had to call "K-Word". With good reason though! Kerstyn told me I was fat for years. Admittedly, I was not a twig when I was a baby/toddler. But, that's because I was a freaking baby/toddler.

We were laughing the other day about this one instance on a family vacation where Kerstyn wrote "Kara is fat" on the bottom of her feet and put them on the window so the passing cars would read it. I got really angry and started crying and such and it was very dramatic.

Luckily, we're great friends now and Kerstyn still insists I was a fat kid. But, whatever.

Flashback Friday Two

Lookin' damn good in a swimsuit since 1992.

Dear diary...

(this is part of a new installment called 'flashback friday'. except it won't be every friday because that is just too much to ask of kara haupt. look forward to some awkward photos of ten year old kara. in a bathtub... not really. that would be horrifying.)

Yesterday my mom was cleaning out the storage closet and I asked her to set aside my keepsakes box if she happened upon it. Luckily, she did. I spent some time looking through the old American Girl magazines and middle school scrapbooks. And then I found it. My diary. I was seriously laughing out loud by myself in my bedroom reading this.

I tended to journal about how cute boys were or how gross they were or how much my friends were 'jerks'. Keep in mind I was born in '92 if you need reference for how old I was...

(I think I wrote about much I actually thought 'Justin' was cute, but was too scared that someone would read my diary so I scribbled it out. Ha!)

Oh my gosh... If you knew my friend Sara now... It's just... oh my gosh. Hilarious.

"Groest". Hahaha. This list cracks me up because now I only know who THREE of these people are. I have no idea who the rest are. I was homeschooled. How many people could I know when I was eight?!

And my very favorite...

 

"I permintly hate boys" is my new life slogan.

BYE 4 NOW.

Kara Haupt