since spying an Anthropologie one a few seasons back,
I was determined to create my own this year.
The pom pom making led to the birth of more fluffy wreaths
like the one above, and I do believe I have crossed over
to the LIGHT SIDE of cozylovely woolen goodness.
I like that my fluffy wreaths are more 'hushed wintry decor' without
shouting 'Look at me, I'm friggin CHRISTMASY up in here!'
They whisper 'peace to you...let's cozy on down.'
I make my pom poms the old fashioned way...I think.
No pom pom makers, no mass production, no sweat shop.
Just me little hands and the wrapping, wrapping of woolen yarn
round and round a simple piece of cardboard.
I sold several of these in my etsy shop.
They aren't perfect, and they aren't cheap because of the labor.
I begin by
two sizes of pom poms to the front.
pink poplin fabric by Barbara Barry...I painted the farmhouse-y
child's chair in a similar shade and just loved how it
sang to me in freshly fallen snow.
The wreaths are simple, imperfect and whimsical
without the xmas-tacky factor...no small feat.
I just may put together a tutorial...something I never do
because those bad boys are challenging AND time stealers.
And yet.
A video where I'm weirdly improvising and muddling through
a demo irreverently just might spread some holiday cheer.
Peace and love to you, right where you are.
