Angels Come to Christmas Dinner

Sometimes good things are worth waiting for.  This year, my angels finally made it to  Christmas dinner.  Each year, after finding a treasure at the flea market, I design an ornament using it.

After a week of Kafkaesque scenarios of white bodies (with newly attached hands and the random foot or two) perched to dry over the heating vents, looking as if they were about to be tumbled in, all ten angels were ready for heads, faces, and hair.  Each of these steps seemed like huge stumbling blocks last year…but with a week to go, this year, I was determined to just work through each challenge, a process at a time.  Heads got molded, faces got painted, and silver embroidery thread became “wigs”.

Vintage lace was cut into underskirts.  The lovely black silk, hand-embroidered edging (the inspiration for the ornament, to begin with) was stitched into skirts with old black flower motifs as bodices.  Bits of gold lace were trimmed with even more gold trim and were stitched into crowns.  Old French crystals were added here and there.  Wigs were trimmed.  A long piece of wired netting was cut into wings; vintage millinery leaves were wired in.  Nearly done.

Pieces of an old necklace, looking like stars to me, were strung with crystals and beads.  The band of angels was finished.  Finally: ready for a dinner debut.  That was a totally wonderful feeling…each step of this whole project challenged my skills… I gave in last year…but FINISHED this year.

On to the search for “just the thing” to inspire next year’s!

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The angels who never made it to Christmas dinner

Last year was the first in about fifteen that my ornaments didn’t get finished in time for Christmas…the angels just didn’t make it to Christmas dinner.  Understand, that it was not from a lack of effort…maybe they were too ambitious for my skills.  I certainly ran out of time as well as inspiration.  As much as I try, the Christmas countdown clock always finishes before I do.  But, once again, it is early December.  My shopping is done, most of my presents are wrapped, my cards are made, addressed and ready to go, and the tree is in the bucket outside.  It seems a simple matter to just get the angels off the table so they can make their date for dinner this December 25.  We shall see.  Think I will keep a list of everything that gets done between now and Christmas (besides my angels?) so that if they don’t make it to dinner this year, I will at least know why.