The Great Glitzy Craft Off- Day Two.

Welcome to day two of our little crafty marathon!

I've been drooling over lots of exciting projects you guys came up with in the last two days. Seriously, you amaze me! I'll fill you in with a feature post tomorrow, get ready to have your socks blown off.

Today, I have a quick little makeover to show you, inspired by this:

No, not the Moroccan lanterns. Heck, I wish! Look underneath them. See that? ZEBRA!!!

I love Zebras with a passion. I mean, what's not to love? Basically, they are like horses with a really cool paint job and they get to live in Africa. How cool is that!

Unfortunately, my dining table looks nothing like the one shown there. Which is largely owed to the fact that I do not HAVE a dining table. And you know me well enough now to be aware that even if I was the proud owner of a dining table, it still wouldn't look like this. It would be covered in kitty paw prints, craft supplies, empty wine glasses (what? Don't look at me like that. Sobriety ceases to be a virtue after 6pm!) and spare change. On a bad day, probably stacks of laundry to be folded or hidden.

Anyway, a Zebra table runner was NOT an option. Neither were place mats, as I don't believe in place mats. You don't need them when you are pigging out on the couch, cradling a plate on your lap. Well, you know, I'm nothing if not classy.

What was a distinct possibility, though, was a Zebra lamp.

When my Mum visited us recently, she was inconsiderate, awful and, most of all, HONEST enough to give my white lamp shades the thumbs down. In fact, she was plainly taking the mickey out of them, calling them all sorts from laundry bag to first aid tents. Cheers, Mum! You never saw what came with the house!! But I disgress.

No need to invent the wheel again, there are plenty of tutorials out there where you can find help to re- do your own lamps. I'll leave it at this:

Please, guys, pardon the atrocious photos. My camera has thrown a hissy fit and packed in her flash, creating problems even when I have no intention of actually USING the flash. The Mister promised to look into it- he's quite good at fixing stuff.

Apart from wanting to tear your own eyes out, I reckon you see what I did. Dismember lamp shade, cut Zebra fleece to size, mod- podge, I mean, white glue it to shade, reassemble shade, put pretty lace where fabric overlaps, done. Took me about 15 minutes, drying time excluded. 

When it was done, the Man went "You do realize this place is turning into a 70ies boudoir, right?"

I didn't say much at the time, but started plotting my revenge.

When he went to the shops, I quickly grabbed the shade of our ceiling light, Zebra'd it up and put a little twist on it... see for yourself. I will not repeat what he said upon returning home, but I know two things...

1) he must love me very much for he took the joke like a man and only cried very little and

2) I need a new lamp shade.

I shall leave you with this for now- make sure you visit Sunny over at Life In Rehab to marvel at the glitzy, kinda nutty goodness she has on offer today!!