Word of the Day Challenge: DECORATE
I have zero fashion sense and absolutely no sense of style.
My face is a blank canvas that I try to brighten up with makeup but that has never
worked for me. It’s the same face with splashes of color-expensive splashes of color.
When I have to ‘decorate’ myself I look into the mirror, grit my teeth and hope for the
best- the best that I can pull off in five minutes, because that’s all the time I’m willing
to put into it.
On the other hand, I used to decorate my home for Halloween and Christmas- and that
is something I really worked on with a lot of enthusiasm.
I asked for advice about lighting, I shopped for ornaments, I cared about color schemes
and where I should place each of my new found treasures.
In the end, nothing I did ever really came together. I got tired of trying. But I did it
anyway, year after year.
Last year I made myself care about decorating for Christmas because I knew it was
important to try to maintain some
kind of normal so that I wasn’t consumed by our abnormal ‘normal’. My decorating was
an exercise. In a word it was uninspired.
This year I worked a little harder at it because I wanted to, but I was horrified to find
that after all of these years of trying
I still have zero fashion sense and absolutly no sense of style and the themes I reached
for this year were pathetic looking, I mean I know what I wanted to show and why I
chose the colors and ornaments I did use, but woof. It was an epic fail.
Sad to say, despite my best efforts my Christmas tree looks like a pile of blue cat sick
and on top of it all I used the wrong kinds of lights and I think it’s crooked too.
It’s a shame because this year I jumped into the festivities because I actually wanted
to celebrate the holidays and have some fun.
On the bright side-
Who knows? Maybe that’s my thing, taking a poor little tree and making it look glittery
and unhinged. If my tree were a person she’d be like a waitress in a 1970’s
movie about truckers and she’d have a name like Opal May.
Now that I think about it, maybe that’s my thing- always missing the Christmas
decorating mark but ending up with a pile of glittery artistic cat sick that you don’t
want to lookat but you can’t help yourself so you do- it like being drawn to check out a
a car crash at the side of the road.
I can live with that because you should see what I do to my Pumpkins at Halloween- I
carve them with big knives, I cover my mistakes with tooth picks, dental floss and
tooth paste and I guess I don’t have to add that I don’t use patterns.
After writing this I have to say, I’m looking forward to what I can do next year- it’s
going to be a challenge to outdo Opal May.
I should probably get to work on that.