I found this Valspar milk glass spray paint at Lowe’s and was dying to try it.
I wondered if this could even hold its muster compared to our antique milk glass.
So I grabbed a couple of bottles from the recycling bin and soaked the labels off. (Such a pain.)
And decided to test it out on the chardonnay bottle. It was a delicious chardonnay. I’m almost sorry I didn’t keep the label.
It took to the glass pretty well, so I covered the whole thing and set it aside for the pugs to examine.
Remember, this was an unplanned experiment. I really meant to just spray it a bit and evaluate its future potential. I didn’t attempt to manage the drips or protect it from wind blowing the paper onto it.
But when it dried (yes, with stuck paper), I was really kinda digging it — blemishes and all — so I grabbed a few bits of supplies I had on hand: rope, fabric flower, hot glue.
And I embellished it.
Then I was mad I hadn’t written on the bottle with glue before spraying it, (because every pinner knows that’s what you do with faux milk glass) and I settled on using some vinyl scraps from my silhouette and tah-dah.
I sorta kinda love it a lot.
Mainly because sometimes I get so busy that I need to pause to soak up my blessings.
I need to remind myself that everything will still be there waiting for me, even if I take a moment for myself.
And while I plan and schedule my projects in advance for this site ad nauseam, I love that this one just organically, imperfectly happened while I was in-between girl scouts and laundry and client calls and… you get the idea.
Kind of like life. The stuff you love is wedged amidst the hard stuff, where you least expect to find it.
And that’s the story of how this little bottle’s destiny changed with a dash of spray paint. How a cast-off fished from the depths of our recycle bin, ambushed with a fleeting dose of creativity, stuffed with some flowers I bought for myself, became an instant friend. It won’t be repeating its former fate anytime soon.