Petal stands how-to
August 16th, 2010 § Leave a Comment
My wedding is one giant DIY project which is equal parts theraputic and equal parts anxiety filled. Sitting in our garage for hours on end is nice listening to music is nice…and then that is usually broken when Jack decided to come use his garage area to take a stinky poop. Then the garage becomes less crafty and more hot and stinky.
This weekend, I did my best to blaze through a handful of projects for the wedding. Finished first were my bakery bar dessert signs. Here is a little how-to if you are interested in crafting up some of your own.
Step one: Cut a long stip of fabric about 1″ wide. Cut petal shapes down the entire fabric strip without cutting the strip completely. This will allow you to be able toglue and wrap the fabric strip without the petals falling apart from one another.
Step 2: After you have cut the petals on the continuous fabric strip, hot glue the bottom of the strip and slowly wrap it, stopping occasionally to add more glue and wrap.
Step 3: Once you have wrapped the entire strip, decide if your flower is large enough or if you need to wrap another petal fabric strip to it.
Step 4: Add a fabric circle to the bottom of the flower to add a little support. If you are using these for a stand you will want to glue a dowel into the center of the flower and a small wood base to add more support.
Easy peasy!!!
The Thrilla in Bridezilla
August 5th, 2010 § 1 Comment
No one should ever watch Bridezilla, because it makes “crazy” too mainstream. Almost to where, if you watch a Bridezilla marathon, you start thinking, “maybe yelling at the manacurist because she didn’t arch the white tips the way I like them is perfectly reasonable.” Weddings make some women crazy pants, but at no point, is yelling at your mother in law, crying in a mound of tulle, or cursing out the limo driver, acceptable behavior. Seeing a bride act like a crazy woman in a pretty dress is like watching someone swim in a business suit. It looks ridiculous and out-of-place. A contorted bitch face is unfitting for a poofy dress, and so is grinding your husband on the dance floor. New rule: if you’re wearing a wedding dress, dry humping to, “Who let the dogs out”, is off limits!
Paul once loved watching Bridezilla, but that was before we got engaged. Now he avoids it all together because the show has become too close to home. It was fine when the idea of conflict and wedding melt-downs were completely fictional, but now, with our wedding getting near, watching the show makes him scared that all women, myself included, are all capable of such behavior. But I continue to watch the episodes on television and find myself yelling at the TV, “you are getting married at the Elk’s Lodge that doesn’t make it okay to wear camouflage!” “Stop whining about being fat, and why are you at McDonalds while crying about being fat?!?” These women cannot be real, I’m suspicious as to how Bridezillas find a man to willingly marry them, when I have a handful of single friends that cannot find a man. Single friends who are smart, and funny, and witty and pretty and would never think to whine about how badly they want a corn dog and then proceed to eat it over the do-it-yourself wedding project of hot glueing harvest colored fake flowers to a styrofoam ball. Clearly we live in a flawed world when these women have a man and good women go unpicked and unable to marry on a reality show.
