mad at martha

Yes. I was. Mad. at Martha. the Martha. uh ~ huh that Martha. Some time ago I saw on
someone's blog where one of Martha Stewart's collection boxes was used to make the
most beautiful assemblage using old photos and such. Well, the very next time I was at
Michael's I was thrilled to see that they had the collection boxes on sale. I snatched up
four of them. My glee lasted only as long as it took me to get home and remove the shrink
wrap. To my utter dismay the plexi~glass front was all etched and yukky. So, of course,

I did what any reasonable person would do. I tried to remove the plexi~glass. Um. Yes.
That didn't work so well, and the box was tossed into the trash. The rest of the boxes sat
in my cupboard until I had the bright idea that I would glitter the front frame of one of the
small boxes. The plexi~glass on this one was equally etched and yukky. But soldiering on,
I applied my glue and shook glitter all over that stinker. Um. Bad news: I managed to get
glue onto some portions of the plexi ~ glass and it would not wash off. Into the trash that
went. After this second failed attempt to make anything with my collection boxes I was
getting a little disgruntled.

Well yesterday, thinking that "the third time is the charm", I pulled out my remaining
boxes and determined to make something out of them. And I did. Using an image from
Heather, ephemera from Lauren, an old photo from Rhea, and some things I already had
I made these:

The plexi~glass on these is no better. Funny thing though: when these are tucked onto
a shelf, you can't even tell. I want to find a tiny small mesh bag to add to the box with
the "flapperette". Won't that be lovely?

I am not mad at Martha anymore.

Have a wonderful Day.