The Ribboned Crown

I'm SO Politically Incorrect!

That's right. Politically Incorrect.

I have a love for Cinderella and have collected a few treasures. I know, bad right? The whole, 'waiting around for Prince Charming' thing is so not cool. You've heard of the Cinderella Complex? But c'mon- glass slippers, fairy godmothers, midnight......

My Cinderella coach. It's actually an inkwell.

This one is an old candy container.

An antique engraving entitled Cinderella.

Vintage sheet music.

So, yes- I'll admit it. I like Cinderella, Prince Charming and all. And I don't know if I even buy into that whole notion of  'waiting for your knight in shining armor' as such a bad thing. Let's talk about the real impact of reading Cinderella as a child.

 

Waiting for Prince Charming to whisk you away? No.

I hold Cinderella directly responsible for our obsession with.....

 

SHOES!!!

That's right. There's nothing like the perfect shoe.

My 'glass' slippers.

Maybe the Fairy Godmother's shoe?

My stunning shoe I ordered from Nancy at Fête et Fleur

So, is that really Prince Charming trying to sweep us off our feet? No. I'm thinking he's really a shoe salesman!

My politically incorrect Cinderella Theatre.

Is she looking a bit forlorn because she's waiting for her prince?

Uh, only if his name is Manolo Blahnik.

I HATE my New "HAIRCUT" !!!!

Our garden last August when Victoria came to shoot.

 

Waaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh........................

Same view as of yesterday. We had to replace our fence. And in doing so, we had to pull the plants off of the old fence. None survived the attempted transplant.

Waaahh! We'll paint the fence and plant again with the biggest plants I can find.Waaahh, waaahh, waahhhhhhhh.........I hate my new haircut. I only went in to get my roots done and look what happened.

Oh, but I do have some good news. I just got a tip for some of you who dabble in the stock market. Miracle Grow - I hear there's going to be a run.

Waaaaahhh!  Okay. I'm over it.

~ Easter Parade of Plaid ~

A Bit O' Tartan Ware................. from a Tartan Hare.

 

May your baskets be bountiful and your eggs full of hidden treasures.

Happy Easter Tae Ye!!

~ Falling Head Over Heels ~

I want to be like this girl. So together, in her ruffles and crowned hat.

But the truth is I'm feeling more like this. A bit fragmented and all over the place.

 

Trying to work full time at my real job, be a wife, mom and finding some time to create...and then want to share about it all on my blog. It's enough to make you lose your head!!!

Although, I think I'm in good company.  I believe I recognize a few blogging friends here.

I'm not the only one trying to do it all, right?

And the thing is, the "all " is all great stuff! Family,friends, work, art - the joys in our lives.

So, I'm just not going to be this girl. The one who's got it all together.

And who wants to be her anyways? She's bordering on a unibrow, for crying out loud.

(All of these dollheads are the result of overzealous purchasing - things I love, including unibrows!!)

~Rabbits Revisited~

Remember this little guy from last year? The one who was eating every blossoming flower? Well, he's back.

And he brought his appetite with him. But that's not the only thing he brought.

Yep- he invited the girlfriend. Between the two of them, the flowers have no chance. So we had a little chat. Either they leave, or Elmer Fudd is coming for the weekend.

Of course, it was an idle threat... but we did compromise. If he was going to stay and eat his way through spring, he had to give a little. And so did the gal pal.

   

Begrudgingly he said, "Okay! we'll do it!!"

I told them they had to dress for dinner.

Bon Appetit, you wascally wabbits.

P.S.- And it's a BIG P.S.- Betsy came home! She's doing very well. She does have a ways to go but she's home! Thanks to you all who have asked about her and always left kind words for her. When she's up to it, I will tell her all about you. Home!!

Is it Spring? "Oui".

A few new things for American Harvest (phew, just in time)!

New Crowns...

New Spring Boxes (with crowns inside)...

Blurry Boxes~!!

 

My new favorite thing!!!!

 

French Wedding Crowns/Wreath in a glass theater. Don't even ask me how long it took to make one. And it was even harder not adding one bit of glitter (not even teeny glittered stars!) I'm going to try making them sitting atop a little cushion with one of my glitter crowns in the middle. I'll add the flowers and bits of glitter And then a dome over it. But... I don't sew. So Colleen said she will help me with that. Merci!!

And if you wear a French Wedding Crown, you automatically get a French waist. Ha, I wish. Oui.