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I like bows on things (not too much on clothes, but that's a different post entirely).
Packages, wreaths, hair barrettes, shoes, Christmas trees, wall decorations...they all have a little oomph when there's a nicely tied bow attached. And there's the rub. Nicely tied.
I think bows are an art form. Perhaps they can be taught, but my one five minute lesson didn't produce much results. (We won't discuss the fact that I got frustrated with future attempts and have not practiced the tedious art form.) My oldest cousin and my aunt can make bows without even so much as a bat of the eye, and can create unique and cool bow designs without much thought. I purse my lips, clinch my teeth, gnaw my lip, hold my breath...and my bow STILL looks like it was tied by a child. Perhaps that should be a ladies' activity at church - a bow making class.
Did I mention that I'm drawn to ribbon sales in the fabric store? I seldom buy it, but I look at it and dream of all the possibilities the roll could hold. But I already have several rolls of ribbon that I can't bring myself to ruin by attempting to make them into a bow. And I refuse to pay $25 for a not full barely fluffed bow at Michaels. I like fluffy, full bows (just not on my dresses Mom, in case you read this). Maybe I'll be a little adventurous in a few months and sit down with ribbon and pipe cleaners and Youtube and figure it all out this fall. Maybe.

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Lydia said…
Let me know how you make out- I'm a TERRIBLE ribbon maker. Ribbon former. Ribbon tie-er. I can't even say what it is I'm supposed to be doing with said ribbon.

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