If you've been with me for a while, you know I love wreaths. Remember the sad, sad tale (read here) of my book page wreath? Wasn't she beautiful?
I've made several wreaths since her demise, none of which I've liked as much. (Maybe I'm choosing not to get so attached to my creations.)
I made three burlap wreaths, and I probably never will again. One for mom, the MiL, and my aunt. That was a freakin' bounty of burlap. And was so messy. I'm still convinced it's plastered all over my body...
I'm smiling in this picture, but really I'm annoyed. Cutting fabric into these tiny squares was the cherry on top of my burlap nightmare.
More or less, they all looked like this:
I also made my mom a coffee-filter wreath. My inspiration came from my wedding, where she slaved (for hours and hours and hours) over these giant fluff balls (made of coffee filters and lanterns). We loved them. Apparently so did other people, cause they're stealing our brilliance (dontcha hate when that happens?). I can't even really be mad, I mean... I'd probably steal this, too. (Tooting-my-own-horn alert.)
I dyed the coffee filters for her wreath. Again, messy.
I made myself one (duh). There's a lie straight from my armpit (or Pinterest) that claims if you buy foam piping from Lowe's and bend it into a circle... it'll save you money instead of buying a wreath form. Pay the extra few bucks, ya cheapO, and get the form. Otherwise your creation will look like a lop-sided donut like this one.
And this one I made for our living room. Can you tell what our color scheme is?
I obviously have a problem.