Meet our Mascot!

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 This is our mascot, Craftpri Sun, and this is his story:

Long ago, in the chaos of a crowded party where the music was loud, the Capri Suns were few, and the Sharpie tattoos flowed freely, a legend was born. From the misunderstood lyrics of a Shinedown song and Derek’s questionable handwriting, a pouch of juice awoke. He did not awaken soft and sweet — no, he emerged snarky, sassy, and fully caffeinated on pure chaos.

Craftpri Sun became the mascot of Craftastrophe, a sentient juice pouch who fuels artists, makers, and gremlins alike with liquid courage and sparkly nonsense. His straw arms bend but never break, and his metallic pouch body reflects the glittery madness of every craft explosion.

He is known to appear at the exact moment you run out of glue sticks, glitter, or, naturally… Capri Suns. With a wink and a wicked grin, he reminds you of his eternal mantra:

“Good god, have we run out of Capri Suns?”

And just like that, the crafting continues — chaotic, sticky, and fabulous..