Artist: Sara Petite
Hometown: Sumner, WA (now resides in San Diego, CA)
Latest Album: Road Less Traveled
Personal Nicknames: SWEET PEA
If you could go back (or forward) to live in any decade, when would you choose?
Right now is the perfect time.
Who would be your dream co-writer?
Lori McKenna, Brandy Clark, Patty Griffin, Bruce Springsteen, Tom Petty
If a song started playing every time you entered the room, what would you want it to be?
“Love Potion #9” from Herb Alpert’s Whipped Cream album. It is really sexy music. I would be wearing something really slinky and sexy — when I walked in, everyone would look at me! I would come in with a big sexy “you want me” smile, then I would start to strut my way across the room and I would trip and fall and make everyone laugh! And it would happen every time that song came on!
What is the one thing you can’t survive without on tour?
Toothbrush, clean underwear, and socks
What are you most afraid of?
I’m not sure — there isn’t really anything to be afraid of anymore. I would like to die the same day as my twin sister. It would probably be too difficult on this planet without her. All the things I thought would kill me or wreck me forever haven’t. I’m still here, still breathing, and have a smile most of the time!
Who is your favorite superhero?
I just did a fun run and made my own superhero costume. I was Super Sweet Pea. I had a sequined S on my chest, a purple cape I sewed flowers on, and I ran with a bunch of fake colorful hydrangeas in my hand. We ran down through canyons, neighborhoods. I fell on my ass a few times down the hills. It was a lot of fun until people started exposing themselves — very uncomfortable! I didn’t know that was the type of club I joined, yikes! I am totally bummed not to be in the running club anymore because next week was going to be the Big Lebowski run, and me and my best friend were going to run in bathrobes holding a 10-foot joint, whilst partaking in our own joint smoking. I have decided to possibly make my own run club or join the Sierra Club in hopes for more of a PG-13 environment. I was only there to run, drink, and wear my superhero costume, man!
Pickles or olives?
PICKLES! I went to a restaurant the other day, and they were out of pickles. How can someone be out of pickles? I ordered a cheeseburger, extra rare with extra pickles.
Which primary color is the best — blue, yellow, or red?
Not sure. It probably depends how I feel.
Which is worse — rainy days or Mondays?
I love rain. I grew up in Washington. And I love Mondays. They are new beginnings!
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