Christmas Presents I Would Like to Make Everyone…

December 19, 2013 by twitchysister 6 Comments

…in an alternate universe where I have time for that degree of festivity. Next year, I’m giving myself a few days to prep and craft some fabulous gifts. I’ll pour myself a hot toddy and listen to my favorite Christmas Carol (Santa Baby by Everclear — YEAH, WUT. ) on repeat. I’ll situate myself next to a seasonal novelty plate stacked high with Christmas cookies until I have to hide them, obviously, because I’d like to meet the woman who can stay strong in the presence of Christmas cookies all day. And I’ll spend a blissful day hxc craftin’, biddies! Merry Christmas to me!

Pretty sure I’m agnostic, but HILAR. Buy it.

Christmas Craftapalooza 2014 (because 2013 is OVER, Babe.)

1. A bedazzled flask for the the fabulous lush in your life:

Next year, Emma.

2. Remember the tiny art gallery I was talking about? I would so much rather get a miniature portrait than a tacky “To:_ From:_” label. Buy those suckers here.

3. If you have a particularly crafty friend, buy them a potential project! If I was organized and also superhuman, I would’ve bought my roommate a sh*tty piece of furniture (but not a chair because we have SO many chairs), and all of the accoutrements necessary to pimp it out, i.e.: spray paint, decoupage materials, funky drawer pulls, spongey brushes, sand paper. Next year, Smiley. Or for the broke-ass budding chef, buy the ingredients necessary for a super complicated, too expensive for every day recipe. Example: it costs about a million dollars to make one of my raw cashew cheesecakes, and for those who are simply veg-curious and unwilling to dole out $15 on nuts, the makings of this recipe are PERFECT. (I use toasted pecans in the crust though, because yum.)

A mint chocolate variation for Christmabirthday, maybs?

4. Nut butter (teehee) specific to everyone on your list. Maple Bourbon Pecan for Emma. Chocolate Cherry Hazelnut for Tori. Cinnamon Toast Crunch Butter for all! Seriously. People will think you’re a culinary genius when all you really did was pulverize some sh*t. Just put your creations in mason jars and seal with a ribbon and a homemade label. You’re done!

5. Flower crowns. For everyone. From Emma with love. (An aside: I’m insisting that everyone make their own flower crown at my apartment before we go out on the town for my birthday. Important stuff.)

I would also make mobiles (inspired by my roommate) and collages and cat toys and button jewelry… but I have a job. Next Christmas!

What do you want for Christmas? Lay it on me. Maybe I can hook a sister up.

Ho ho ho,
Rose

Author: twitchysister

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