Thursday, April 09, 2009

Easter delights...


I did these little dresses for my lady friends for their Easter dresses...I think they turned out pretty cute. The flowers attached to the tags are their hair-do-dads (thats what my mom always called them) Sorry the photos are so bad, I took them in my closet.

I also decided that its a really good thing that Im having a boy...I wanted to attach felt flowers to their shoes, socks, and anything else I could think of. It really would be dippy, I cant help it...I would be one of those ladies.

10 comments:

Martha said...

Those felt flowers are so great!

Amy said...

freak out sister.... tdf.


your too good to us.


see you tonight.

patrice stanford said...

Every year until I was probably about a teenager my grandmother would buy us a new Easter dress. It was always SO AWESOME! The two you made are the absolutely cutest ever! I love you

Erin said...

We want one too! So cute!

You can still do boy things (believe me I've been thinking about the lack of cute boy stuff). How about little beanies?

sarah marie. said...

seriously the cutest things ever!

Mary said...

DARLING!
I'd look the bomb in one!

Magdalena said...

Oh, I just got your email! I'm so excited, there too many wonderful things to choose from! I will email you with questions and to see if you have any personal reccomendations. You just made my night!

Magdalena said...

I just sent you two identical emails thinking the first didn't send (jeez Stalker Susan). Yes, I'm that obsessed.

Rita said...

These are maybe the cutest things ever! Love them...I had to try and whip-up a lou-and-lee flower for Stella (I didn't order in time and knew I wouldn't see you before our vacation)

It of course looks nothing like yours...I really don't know how you cut those things out! I'll need to get Stella some for spring!

Christmas Queen said...

hey how about more pictures of the room additon and a little further back so we get the big picture and layout. projects ar fun...GET SEAN OVER THERE TO HELP..HE IS DOING NOTHING