Bonus points if you recognized that as the title of a Queen song. Specifically, this one:
Lately I've been using leftover fabric scraps to make little rolled rosettes.
Stephen says I should make a ton of them and cover a pillow. I say I don't have enough patience or enough hot glue to make that many. So I don't know what I'm going to do with them. I stuck one on a bobby pin and have been wearing it around for a while. Just one more in a long string of desperate attempts to pretend it's springtime.
On a related note, I did a bad thing. I opened my window. It may close again, it may not. We shall see. If it doesn't, I reckon it'll just make it easier to call my bird friends to help me pick out an outfit in the mornings.
Not. Dirty Richmond pigeons in my room...no thanks.
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