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Winter Wreath

Today I did something unexpected for my birthday:  I took a lunch break!  I actually left the center!!  I stopped in the local Dollar Tree to see if they had the wreath I would need for a project I saw online.  Picked up 1 large and 2 small simple wreaths to explore with...
This project involved the cheapest craft supply ever.  Coffee filters.  Seems so cheap and when I started I was a little nervous that it was in turn going to look cheap.  Never the less, I persevered and it turned out pretty okay!  I'm working on a ribbon to add before I display it this winter. 
First step was to bunch up the coffee filters {one. at. a. time} and then "fluff" them a bit to open them.

Next step was to hot glue each filter to the wreath.  Fun fact? I think I burned myself more than 10 times in the process.  I recommend putting newspaper or something protective on your workspace to make sure you don't damage anything in the process.

Continue around the wreath; I attempted to do 2-deep and for the most part it worked.  It looks full and fluffy!

I did the large one first & it took a while, but in the scheme of things, it went relatively fast... like an episode of Hart of Dixie fast.  The second one I put together went super fast.  I am more smitten with the large than the small.
It's so fluffy I'm gonna die!!!!
Gorgeous right?!  You can't even tell those are coffee filters!  You could easily dye the coffee filters using colored water, making it festive for different seasons.  I'm excited to hang this for winter.  I shy away from red/green decorations as they pretty much beg to be taken down after Dec. 25.  This could hang until the snow goes away..... May?

Debating a bow of some sort.  Thoughts???

Small vs. Big
Total cost:
Wreath $1/each
Coffee filters $1 [was enough for both]
Hot glue [had that in my crafty closet]
$2?  Are you serious?! 

Your moment of Zen.


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