Tuesday, 20 September 2011

A card of cringes.

My previous 'relationship' was one of those things that should only ever be talked about in inverted commas. It was short, pathetic, and doesn't deserve to be talked about. It did, however, elicit one decent thing.

It wasn't conversation.

Naturally, it was a card.

Mainly because it was around Christmas, so one had to be made. And I like making cards, so whatever happened to be on my mind (and it was a nasty little Christmas in general, so there were a lot of things) I think the card turned out well. Other than the fact it makes me cringe.

A black piece of card with various holes cut out of it, over a red piece of card, with different pieces of ribbon, card, stickers and shiny things stuck all over it. Not the most complicated thing I've ever made, but I think it looked nice enough.

I just hope that every Christmas card I send this year will put more of a smile on my face. A few, I know, will have my actual beating heart sewn in.

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