I do believe that everyone needs a glittery, poofy pink wreath on their front door.
This is probably proof that I've been sniffing too much polyurethane while finishing our staircase.
Three stairs down and at eleven to go...I'm sure there will be lots of crafty goodness to share in the coming weeks as this home improvement project wraps up (or as I get tired of sanding). I've got to keep this kid occupied so while I'm slaving away, Claire's been whipping up some Valentine's Day decorations.
Claire enjoyed using the stapler for the first time. We counted out four sheets or so per flower and alternated between accordion folds and poofing and just stapling tissue paper straight to the wreath.
I hesitated introducing the stapler since I once stapled my sister's fingers together. We were terrified to tell my mother so I pried them apart and told her to suck it up. She managed to play flute and oboe just fine so I'm sure there was no lasting damage. Heh heh, I'm a great big sister ;-) Love ya, Laurie.
Love the nose scunch in this photo
My plan was to weave some tissue paper flowers through a wire wreath form (leftover from Christmas). That proved rather tough so I improvised:
At least I didn't use the greasy side. The pizza aroma just adds to the experience, trust me.
And here is the finished project in all its glittery, pink glory:
|PS - Use our back entrance, there is no escaping the glitter and I have no intention of opening this door until February 15.|