Oodles and Oodles of Tulle

The repercussion of the efficient tulle cutting yesterday led to a living room that looks like this:

The only one who doesn’t seem to mind is the cat, who prowls through the colors, pounces, and then rolls over for a nap.  She nips at my feet when I try to move her.  What has been going on this afternoon is me playing music (Cake Bake Betty, Dresden Dolls, The Pippini Sisters, Etc.), and making fairy skirts galore.

This only redeeming quality of this task is the myriad possibilities of color combinations.

I’m loving the rainbow combo.  It makes me happy inside.  I’ve made so many of them by now, and I’ve had to restrain myself considerably and remember that little girls like pink and purple, and I need to concentrate my energy on making pink and purple tutus, while silently cursing gender stereotypes.  I’m an earth-tone girl myself.  I’ll take the willow and chocolate and ivory any day.

 

Up next: the felting of tiny hats, otherwise known as LAUNDRY!