And this time, thanks to a bit o' craft paint, she's got stripes.
Behold the zebringo. Or flamibra. I haven't made up my mind yet.
And look-y look what I got in the mail from my sister. How she knew I was going trashy this year, I'll never know. So unexpected. But she could feel it with her sisterly vibes and vortexes and such and knew that a trailer trash tree isn't complete without a random shopping cart parked in it's boughs.
Or can only holly have boughs?
In any case, FAVORITE. ORNAMENT. EVER.
P.S. Sarah's having a Tree Party starting tonight - go get inspired.