all that glitters

I love glitter.

I love German glass glitter and I really love Martha's new tinsel glitter.


I love cheap crystal glitter and I especially love mica flakes.


Last year, I glittered everything that crossed my path. I glittered trees, candle rings and wreaths. I glittered centerpieces and snowmen. I got glitter in my eyes, glitter was glued to my fingers for days, and I was still finding glitter around the house in April. Glitter may be beautiful, but it has it's downside.

Glitter consumed an entire month of my life last year.

While on my glitter bender, I was not satisfied with just glittering objects I already owned. I had to create new things to adorn.

I have always loved Christmas villages, and last year decided to make my own. I found a kit of Martha Stewart's at Michaels, and used that as a pattern. It was extremely fun and addictive. And at times, frustrating and annoying. Glitter can take you to emotional extremes.

Using the basic patterns, I was able to add a few variations to make them unique. I used cardstock, which makes them pretty fragile. Chipboard is recommended, but that seemed too complicated for me.


My hubby drew out a pattern of our barn. I think it's my favorite.


Or maybe the church is my favorite.


I was going to make a replica of our house, but burnout finally hit and I could glitter no longer.

This year, since I have only recently emerged from glitter rehab, the glitter has stayed in the cupboard. When I got my collection out today to pose for these pictures, I felt glitter's sparkly pull. I fear a tumble off the glitter wagon is in the near future.

Must. Stay. Strong.