Hello, my name is Kristin.
I’m a survivor, and a mother of 3… a passionate musician, a former worship leader, a dramatic poet, a starving artist at heart… and now, once more upon a time: a fabulous tutu creator.
In November of 2008 I opened an Etsy shop to try to sell these little tutu sets I was making, inspired by my 3 small daughters.(Princess, Doodles, and Beans!) I had lost my job when my youngest was born and couldn’t financially afford to work outside the home with 3 in care. But I also couldn’t NOT work. An idle mind is the devil’s playground and all.
My oldest wanted to be a fairy princess that Halloween, so I googled a tutu tutorial on how to make her a budget costume. We loved it so much we made 1 for each of the girls, then the neighbors girls, and so on. Then I decided to sell on Etsy because, why not. If I sold a few, cool. If not, no harm.
Nine months in, I was Etsy’s featured seller and on their front page and my boutique went viral overnight. For 11 of the 13 years I was on Etsy I ran a full time tutu fabulous sweatshop as a 1 woman show. I loved every moment of it. We lived, breathed, wore, danced, and dreamed tutus.
It provided me the opportunity to stay at home and raise my daughter’s, serve my community, take my family on vacation, and provide the girls activities outside the home to enrich their lives. It was crazy, amazing, messy, chaotic, obsessive, fun.
In February of 2020, it came to a screeching halt when Etsy banned me permanently as a seller when I was hospitalized due to my chronic illness. Despite attempts to make it right with my customers I had lapsed on orders and was untimely with replies.
It didn’t matter that I was a star seller with 13 years, 7,700 sales, 5 star feedback and close to 6 figure annual revenue for them. Their policies were clear and I was in violation and without so much as a warning PrincessDoodleBeans breathed her last. I lost my mobility, my health, my business, my relationship, my home, my security, my sanity, and my hope that year. (2020, right?!)
But that’s the thing with Hope, it clings to you even when you try to leave it behind or think it is lost forever. And over the past few years God has been working out His restoration in ways only He can. Mobility, health, relationships, safety, security, sanity….. Pieces dropped like manna from heaven to act as breadcrumbs for me to find my way home.
2 days ago Randy encouraged me to reach out to Etsy, to plead my case and ask for reinstatement.
A long shot, we read, but he has faith sometimes when mine dims. I hadn’t even dared take in a nugget of hope that maybe one day PrincessDoodleBeans would rise again. It seemed too painful to breathe that wish. But I wrote from the heart and waited. Yesterday we got our reply.
Reinstatement with full privileges.
All gratitude goes to God, who has NEVER failed me yet.
So, the obsession continues.
This is your fair warning that all things #TuTuFABulous will most likely take over your subconscious thoughts and dreams. You will be subjected to adorable girls in tulle skirts and women living out their fairy princess dreams.
I do not apologize.
Because this is beyond what I could hope and dream. It is my sincere hope that you enjoy each creation as much as I do making it.
These creations, like everything else in my life, are a work of art. <3
The Tutu Queen is back!!
And damn, it’s good to be Queen!