The mid-week snowstorm was a big surprise and with the roads slick (my least favorite driving condition), the perfect day to stay in and accomplish some major domestic clean-up. But no sooner did I think such a thought, than it was nudged to a back burner and replaced with a most brilliant way to spend a snowy day: redressing Scarlett, my mannequin.
I’ve long thought how to change Scarlett’s form from its unflattering concrete gray to something more colorful, and within minutes of the first flakes falling, I figured it out.
From a bag of vintage scraps
I cut out shapes, dipped each into a mixture of decoupage paste thinned with water, and randomly covered the form.
The redressing took a day, which seems a long time for such a carefree project, except the cleaning up part added considerable time – which brings me to this after-thought suggestion: Cover the floor and tabletop with plastic before beginning any project that includes dripping paste.
Scarlett Redressed in Vintage!
In all her glory, Scarlett showing off the first of my new line,
I so thrive on the creative process. Whether inspired by a bag of scrap fabric or a recipe, it’s the excitement of the possibilities I find energizing. Now to reserve a bit of that excitement and face the maelstrom of domestic duties still simmering on that back burner.
xxea
Tie One On…an apron, of course!
Wow, that’s gorgeous!
Simply wonderful !
Oh My Stars! What a great idea,,, but then I am not surprized… knowing you….
hmmm, maybe I should send you my 3 ‘LadyQuins’ to decopauge…
As for the snow,,, ours is due on Tuesday… oh joy!
hugz
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Loved the mannequin photos!
A wonderful memory from my youth….
My Grandmother had a mannequin named Magnolia. When my mother inherited Magnolia, she flew head first out of the back of the moving truck and into a ditch full of water. We decided to attempt a daring rescue. Other motorists stopped to help thinking it was a live person because we kept yelling, “Hang on Magnolia!” “We’ll save you Magnolia!”.
PS: Magnolia still resides with my mom a little worse for wear, but beloved by family.