I hate hearts. I hate heart jewelry. I hate people who dot their “i’s” with hearts. I want to break their spirit in the worst way.
So Valentines is coming and I was looking for a way to get out of doing any sort of worthwhile tasks- like cleaning my sorry excuse for a house or paying attention to the kids. So I busted out my Bazzill paper, bought this dumb wreath at Michaels along with all of the berries- which were on sale for 80% off. Hot glued together, added some pearls from my beads and voila, a heart.