I was inspired to be DIY crafty - of course, electronically for now since I haven't had the time to put a pencil to the paper, or in this case some chalk to the board.
I came across this cuteness from Shugabee Lane on Etsy.com - a great way to display your table cards for wedding guests ... or even post photos in your apartment. I loved the vintage but clean look of it ... and challenge anyone to turn this into their own DIY. If not, there's always the "Add to Cart" button.
*I'd imagine.
- At first I wanted to suggest that you pick out a magnetic chalkboard and go buy it. But then I realized that chalkboard paint ... can be MAGNETIC. So go ahead and get yourself a can of this; but make sure you can stick magnets to it and that it can be applied to glass. An alternative is the magnetic primer which serves as a base coat before applying the color of your choice on top.
- Take to the streets for fairs, antique shops or flea markets to find a vintage frame or mirror. You can also check online on Craigs List or Etsy. For a 32x40 outside and 24x36 inside frame will hold approximately 100 table cards.
- Clean the mirror and after a dry surface, paint or spray with chalkboard paint. If you've bought instead the magnetic primer and base coat, follow instructions from your dude at Home Depot - but paint through your primer and let dry before applying the adequate amount of top coat. Pay special caution to not drip too much on your frame.
- Paint/spray the frame an antique white or ivory. Let dry.
- On to the buttons ... my mom always had a Stella Dora cookie bin filled with old buttons of any shape, size or color. If you're not rummaging through old family bins then you can find antique-looking buttons in crafts stores or look to buy in bulk. You're going to need about a hundred of these bad boys.
- Apply cut magnet strip to back of button(s) with hot glue gun. Get crafty, be unique. Pile up, paint, etc.
- Wow your guests and then take it home to your newlywed home when you're done.
I'll give credit where credit is due (most of the time) ... if you're looking for a visual tutorial, check out CensationalGirl's project here.
-HMOH
best. tshirt. ever.
if i couldn't be the one to design it, i'll at least be the one to own it.
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It's Monday, which could mean only one thing. Day spent catching up on weekend engagements, bridal showers, bach parties and weddings on Facebook. It reminded me that I have a blog I haven't written on in forever. Not ok, I said ... and thus I'm making my comeback mid-July. The past few weeks have been uber busy with work, travel, wasted hours watching The Bachelorette, etc.
Despite saying all weekend that I should move to Chicago - if there's ever a time to be in love with this concrete jungle, it's summertime in the city. A mere attempt at sunbathing on the Hudson River yesterday didn't exactly go as planned. [CUE SCENE] While keeping a close eye on the bees busily humming around my head - ugly, disgusting bird torpedoes across my blanket and Hiroshima/Nagasaki's a heeping wad of shit on my leg; panicked sunbather (me) screams, jumps up, runs for napkin at hotdog vendor, notices she's knocked her water bottle into her purse which is now dripping; wallet, blackberry, etc. soaking wet.
Seems rather unlucky to me - but let me drop some thoughts on you like that bird did on me:
- The Bachelorette is awful ... and yet, similar to when I catch myself staring at 16 year olds with babies and a "boyfriend" on the subway train and wondering if they're happier than me ... I can't look away.
- My exit from the world for a little while was dictated by a big event I was managing down at the ESSENCE Music Festival. New Orleans. Fourth of July. Mary J. Kanye. Usher. Little to no white girls from New York. As the token vanilla on the team for this one (my dad being born in Africa and Sicilian genes gave me a slight edge), I had some initiation rights and lessons-learned ... but after learning to wobble and holding my own for a longggg weekend, I'm in. The trip ended in great results, an honorary black card, a 17-hour nap, a promotion and the honor of getting a flash mob under my belt. Check it out here (client).
- Seems like every weekend I look to book something for the remainder of the summer/fall and am stopped with the pen strokes indicating a bridal shower or bachelorette party or wedding. Guys don't fully or truly understand the extent of ridiculous that goes down at these lady-clad events. The poems about panties (I shudder at the word), the awkward questions asked in front of moms and mother-in-laws to be, the intense game of wedding bingo ... or you know - the ever popular - "toilet paper wedding dress" competition.
- As a coworker and I boarded the World Yacht around Manhattan last week, I watched her pull out her electronic bucket list, cross an item off with a photo that she then posted to her "Bucket List" Facebook album. I decided I'm going to need a bucket list, too. It's like when I sat pretending not to care that my childhood friend was opening the present my mom bought her for a birthday and knowing that I deserved that Magic Nursery Baby more than her. Clearly I haven't matured much - but stay tuned for my "Thirty before Thirty" list. 1) Make a bucket list
In the meantime, I'll stick to my short term to-dos since there's not much time. For starters, I'd like to introduce myself to the inside of a gym.
-HMOH
