You Drive Me Wild.

I saw a trellis a few weeks ago at an antique shop.
It had the perfect mix of chippy and age.  It was $24.  And I left it there.
After about a week of dreaming about my old chippy trellis, 
I came to my senses and went back and bought it. 
I could see it hanging no where else but on my mantle.

Next, I came across three 1950's magazine ads at Goodwill. 
3 ads right out of a magazine, someone had badly framed.
I scooped them up.  

I saw it in my head: Valentine, you drive me wild.

I reframed the ads from my own frame stash and ditched the glass. Glare bugs me.

The 'kiss me' was a stumble upon moment at Michael's. $2 a letter. Sold.

I strung it across the whole thing with twine anchored to the trellis.

Oh, yeah.

'Valentine, You Drive Me Wild.'

I designed it and painted it. Bam.

How can you not love the trellis? 

I saw it and got trellisitis for a week. I had trellis fever. 

Trellisitis led to Mantleitis.

Which eventually led to Drive-Me-Wilditis.

Now I am cured, because it turned out fabulous. 

It's okay. It's my blog. I can love myself.

(oh. my. goodness. I crack myself up!)

Sorry kids, I just couldn't do pink and roses.

Tell someone you love them.

xo jeanne.