Crafty gal

My Christmas-break craft list was ambitious and lengthy.  It contained DIY projects that involved constructing festive Anthropologie-inspired throw pillows, crocheted afghans with scalloped edges in a veritable palette of glittery holiday colors (to give away as presents, of course!), upcycled, repurposed wood headboards, macrame chandeliers, vintage-y book paper chains, and plans to turn pine cones into everything and anything- from a tableau of the nativity scene (perhaps a vapid gesture to compensate for my standing as a once-per-year-church-going lax Catholic), to Christmas dinner place cards, to peanut butter smeared bird feeders. 

So it turns out that I don't know how to use a sewing machine.  I hardly know the difference between the knit and purl stitches, and have yet to know the carnal pleasures of crochet.  I doubt the old bits of motor-oil soaked lumber sitting in my dad's garage would make for a particularly sanitary home furnishing (but who knows, I am the gal who spied a nifty green chair on the curb and stopped to take it home!), and I can honestly say that I can't even give a proper definition of the word "macrame", though I do know from my french-immersion school upbringing, that the "e" at the end there has an accent-aigu (or is it the other one?) and is pronounced "MA-CRA-MAY".   As for the other crap, I decided that my time would be better spent watching daytime reruns of Maury and Dr Drew's Lifechangers, than bothering to track down cool old books to desecrate.  

But I did accomplish one thing on my list! Upon one trip to the ol' Salvation Army thrift store with my buddy, I came across a sweet little floral-pattern bone china teacup, for only one dollar (a much better deal than at the Goodwill, where the same item would run upwards of seven dollars! Mutiny, I tell you!). So I went to Michaels the following week, where I picked up some lavender-scented soy wax beads and some soy wicks, and melted them down into this lovely little candle.  If I were more professional-like, akin to the plethora of craft blogs that I follow, I would have properly documented the process, and followed it with a written step-by-step.  But to that I say "who gives a fuck". 

So here is my homemade, little-old-lady lavender candle! Because I basically am that little old lady, but with a sailor's mouth.

Crafting success!

The lavender wax smells s'darn good!

Please sir!