A beautiful glittery mess...
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Sunday, September 9, 2012
Face Paint...
Sometimes after a hard day I like to paint myself different colors, and remind myself that even though life can be hard sometimes, it's always beautiful, one just needs to find the beauty in the black and white situations.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Theee September Issue....


Mustache Men...
I saw this on pinterest, not so long ago and decided that I would have to do this for myself. Transforming regular boring plugs into cute faces, yes please! The mustache ones were my favorite! I don't know why, but I have this things for mustaches!! (for fun, I wouldn't want my boyfriend or husband to have one.) Anyways after saving the picture on my phone, and going through my pictures each time saying I want to do that, I finally took the time one afternoon to do them, yay!! These are only two of my examples, my room has about 10 plugs in it and I did all of them,but of course the mustache men are my favorite. (:
Monday, August 27, 2012
Crayon art...
I am addicted to pinterest, and when I saw the crayon art phase going through the boards I knew I had to try it. I went to Michaels, bought a canvas and a ton of crayons and set to work.
This is my first ever crayon art piece. It's not the best I've seen, or the best that I, myself, have done, but it was a start...I did it!!!
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
A Little Monster...
I have always been a fan of arts and crafts, so when my boss told me that there would be a fun drawing for the kidlets at my work to win a huge stuffed lion I was super excited. It got even more exciting when she handed me the box the tickets would be stored in, and asked if I would want to decorate it? She knows me so well! Of course I wanted to decorate it! I immediately started brainstorming, and actually had a shopping list of things I would need made before I even left work that day...This is how the box turned out! An old animal cracker box, turned into a glittery purple monster for the kidlets to put their tickets! I even carved a slit into the top for the tickets so that the lid was not taken off, scared that it would cause the ears to come off. Even though the monster creates a bit of a glitter mess in the spot that it sits on the counter no one cares, because who could get made at a cute little purple monster?!
Monday, August 20, 2012
I'm Chuck Bass....
When your feeling down try painting your hands a different color...
Sometimes people can surprise you...I've always hated surprises.
I like having my day planned out perfectly, surprises throughout my day do not always go so well because I like to be prepared for them. The other day I got a surprise from my doctor, and I was not really sure what to think, or how I felt. I was not sad, I was not happy, no tear, no smile. I went to the doctor, mind fully prepared for what I was going to hear, like I said I like to prepared, but after having it magnified in front of me and hearing what I would have to do and the choices I would have to make, I wasn't so sure. Later that night I was sitting there in front of my mirror staring when it hit me. I was not sitting in a shallow pool drowning of sorrow, but I was upset. I knew that there are people out there who have it far worst then I do, but this was my own problem, and I am allowed to not like it. However, I'm not the kind of person who likes to feel down for to long, I prefer to be in a good, perky, weird mood, as people describe it, so I decided to paint my hands. I like to add color and hope to situations that appear black and white, because after all if your feeling down, try painting your hands a different color...
I like having my day planned out perfectly, surprises throughout my day do not always go so well because I like to be prepared for them. The other day I got a surprise from my doctor, and I was not really sure what to think, or how I felt. I was not sad, I was not happy, no tear, no smile. I went to the doctor, mind fully prepared for what I was going to hear, like I said I like to prepared, but after having it magnified in front of me and hearing what I would have to do and the choices I would have to make, I wasn't so sure. Later that night I was sitting there in front of my mirror staring when it hit me. I was not sitting in a shallow pool drowning of sorrow, but I was upset. I knew that there are people out there who have it far worst then I do, but this was my own problem, and I am allowed to not like it. However, I'm not the kind of person who likes to feel down for to long, I prefer to be in a good, perky, weird mood, as people describe it, so I decided to paint my hands. I like to add color and hope to situations that appear black and white, because after all if your feeling down, try painting your hands a different color...
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