I think the only thing more popular these days than Pinterest is the number of blogs about Pinterest projects gone awry.
I'm shamelessly jumping on this bandwagon because unfortunately I spend a lot of time on Pinterest. I wish I didn't, but then again I wish I didn't have to suck in my gut and lay flat on the bed every time I put on my favorite jeans either. However I'm finding my willpower is just as weak when it comes to sweet DIY pins, as it is when a Little Debbie snack is within arm's reach. . . . Anyway, my point is that I might as well make something productive out of all those wasted hours online - and why not turn my inevitable Pinterest project failures (or maybe even a rare success) into blog content?
That being said, today I'm launching my first Pinterest project blog post - aptly named: "Pinthetic?" (because I like to try and be clever - and "Pintastrophe" was already taken).
Let's start with my Pinterest inspiration:
Just look at this spooky eyeball wreath! Perfect for Halloween right? I thought it was a great mixture of scary and gross and whimsical. I couldn't wait to put one together and hang it on my front door.
When I found plastice eyeballs at the Dollar Tree I knew that me and this wreath were meant to be. I got my eyeballs, my glue gun, my grapevine wreath that I had spray painted black and I got . . . this:
It's not horrible right? I mean it kind of looks like the original. My eyeballs were smaller than hers, plus they didn't have the cool red veins and stuff on them that really made the original pop. Oh, and you see those gaps here and there. Yeah, that's where my eyeballs popped off after the hot glue had dried and the cat batted them underneath the furniture and I just didn't have the energy to try and find them.
The original Pin showed the wreath hanging in front of a distressed window with chicken wire in it. Now if Pinterest has taught me anything it's that everything looks better hanging in front of distressed wood and chicken wire. See below:
without distressed wood and chicken wire:
with distressed wood and chicken wire:
But unfortunately I didn't have any distressed wood or chicken wire lying around. I tried hanging it on my front door but it just looked really kind of sad. Like some mentally challenged (oh sorry, it's "Intelectually Disabled" now) person had ranomly glued ping pong balls on a wreath. So I ended up hanging it on the garage - which nobody can see from the street. It's my eyeball wreath of shame.