It's In The Air

When The Bean was little, he insisted glitter was in the air. Because whenever we we would go to Wal-Mart or Hobby Lobby or anywhere really, we would come home and have a speck of glitter on our faces. Since he didn't recall ever seeing vats of glitter when we were out, he insisted that it was just "in the air". He knows better now, but whenever we catch a glimmer of glitter on our faces we always say, "It's in the air."

Lately the glitter has been in the air around here. And on the floors and my shoes and pretty much everywhere. It all started when I brought home a plain cardboard house from Hobby Lobby. I decided to try and make my own paper house like the old ones from Japan. (Actually, it was intended as a gift. But as gifts often seem to do at my house - I'm keeping it.)

I painted it pink and white and then applied pink fairy dust and white glitter to it.

I added the sugared lights around the roofline and the door, the wreaths on the window and bottlebrush trees. I glittered the wreaths and trees to make it all have a snowy effect.

And, I know you aren't supposed to brag about things you make yourself, but I LOVE THIS HOUSE. Iis nestled amongst my turkeys, Pilgrims and Indians and sticks out like a sore thumb, but I don't care. I love it! If, I do say so,myself.