It happens every year as the Holidays approach. Everyone gets into the spirit and starts decorating...hanging festive ornaments, bows and greenery. I resist. In fact, my reputation as a Humbug is well-known. But this year, an old bottle rack just wouldn't take "No" for an answer. Every spoke begged for a shiny red ornament. Then, a wirework bust that just fit the top appeared in a friend's garage. I swiped it. A few leafy branches, a handful of rhinestones, an old leather belt and a Christmas Party Girl began to emerge. Too short! Quick...several glass blocks and a dusty, old foundry pattern elevated her standing in the world.
So far, everyone that has seen her smiles.
Who said I don't like Christmas?