I have been woefully art deficient these past few months (the holidays were beyond difficult this year), but I did pull together a winter wreath. It’s my first wreath ever!
Born out of a desire to keep my husband from putting something store bought (like the fake velvet bows I caught him ogling) on the door, I pulled out an old book*, some paint, a dash of glitter and a lot of hot glue. Nine million paper feathers later, I added some deep red feathers and faux winterberry from the craft store.
*Disclaimer: The only books harmed in the making of this project were ones that no person should ever, ever have to read.
Brilliant!
The very first thought that popped into my head was Coco Chanel. I wasn’t sure why – I’d seen a rather good movie from Netflix about her last summer, but couldn’t remember many feathers. So I googled (see page 15):
http://books.google.com/books?id=ZIR5rHilFSMC&pg=PA15&lpg=PA15&dq=coco+chanel+feathers&source=bl&ots=2o6lMCJJ0r&sig=LeW5iztfxj1_FOTNjgEQdREYHiQ&hl=en#v=onepage&q=coco%20chanel%20feathers&f=false
Your feathers did no harm! And Coco has nothing on your talent and sense of style.
More, please.
smw
Oh my goodness! I hadn’t even *thought* of that hat – and it’s one of my favorites of all time, too. Thank you for the praise – you are far too generous!