This past weekend I went to Waco and stayed here.
The bed on the left to be exact.
Except I didn’t get much sleep.
I couldn’t. I was too excited. You see, this is Leslie’s house in Waco and I was there with other bloggers and instagrammers and we spent the entire weekend laughing and giggling and sharing and creating and eating the most amazing handmade pasta and salad and talking about our favorite subject….
…how to make our blogs and our instagrams better.
It’s kind of like our version of continuing blog education.
Just between us?
Leslie is seriously one of the most amazing people on this planet. She makes you feel special and welcome and like you have known her forever.
And she’s funny.
And an artist.
I wanted to bring her something to honor her. And our friendship. And this amazing house. It couldn’t be just any hostess gift. It had to be something amazing and creative and one-of-a-kind. Just like her.
And I wanted to give her a little bit of me.
So I brought her this.
It’s a deer silhouette.
It’s completely created from paper and covered with tiny little scraps of a Texas map.
My sister creates these sculptures.
You can see the close-up here.
There are hundreds of tiny pieces of paper that cover this silhouette.
Some are circles. Some are triangles. Some are a little random.
Each piece of paper painstakingly cut by my sister to create this incredible work of art.
She attached it to the back of a vintage wood box.
And covered the edges with scallops.
All cut from the same map.
And when I saw it?
I knew that it would be perfect for Leslie.
It was different.
And a little random.
And rough around the edges.
Just. Like. Me.
If I’m keeping it real here there are so many times when I doubt myself and my projects and my decorating and my questionable blue eyeshadow choice and I then I see someone newer and shinier with perfect teeth and perfect hair and the appearance of perfection and birds singing around their head and rose petals dropping when they walk.
And I try to tell myself I’m amazing.
I really, really try.
I remind myself of amazing things I’ve done and that really good hair day I had a week ago and the project I finished that at the time seemed worthy of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
But inside I shrink.
Self-doubt creeps in.
And amazing seems light-years away.
Maybe that’s why I identified with the sculpture.
It’s kind of like me without the blue eyeshadow.
A little rough around all the paper edges.
But all those pieces of tiny paper and random bits of a Texas map? Together they create joy and uniqueness and imperfection and character and a one-of-a-kind personality.
Just. Like. Me.
I’m so thankful for your friendship, Leslie.
I’m so thankful you take me just as I am.
All my quirks.
All my randomness.
All my stories.
All my insecurities.
All my imperfections.
All my crumbs and giggles and rabbit-chasing and random blue eye-shadow and awkward dolphin clapping and my over-excessive exuberance at the smallest things.
My life is so better having you in my life.
Thank you friend.
Thank you for being you.
And thank you for bringing out the amazing in everyone….
PS If you want to see even more of Leslie’s incredible projects and home.
You can see it all here.