Today I'm treating your eyeballs to my Valentine's Day wreath.
In a far away, long away kingdom (aka my basement),
I found Cinderella (aka an old Christmas wreath gone bad)....
She had a wicked stepmother who treated her badly.
I mean just look at how unkempt she was!
One day there was a ball at the King's palace but Cinderella was very sad because she didn't have a gown to wear. Suddenly, a fairy godmother appeared (that's me in case you haven't been following along, which is odd because I was also the wicked stepmother) and waved her magical wand (aka my new cordless glue gun) and turned her old clothes into a beautiful new gown! It was really simple, all she did was wrap ribbon around the dress and finished the waist off with a pretty, burlap lace-trimmed bow.
Everyone was struck by Cinderella's beauty when she entered the palace for the royal ball.
And by "everyone" I mean my 18 month old offspring who believes he's a dog and insists on eating his dinner by licking it off the floor. He is my little prince though and he fell in love with Cinderella and together they ran off together..........no really, I mean he really just took off down the hallway with her.
Let me know what you think about it in the comments below (about my wreath not my ridiculous storytelling, silly!), find me on Instagram, or come chat with me over on Facebook.