Are all around us this time of year. Not necessarily in a religious sense, but the iconography is everywhere, even in fashion.
Forget about the literality of the Victoria's Secret Angels. Even if you don't have wings tattooed to your back (ouch) you, too can rock an angelic look. The butterfly sleeves of summer have given way to the dolmans and ponchos of winter, emulating the flowing robes of the heavenly messengers.
How about some macaroni couture?
For your tree, of course. This tiny angel sits atop my mini purple Christmas tree. Made primarily out of painted pasta, it's actually a pin and was given to me by her creator, a complete stranger, in a grocery store. She pulled this tiny bauble out of her bag and said, "Here. I hope it brings you lots of blessings." What better place for this gracious gift than on my mini tree where I can see it every day? I smile every time I look over at my glutenous tree topper.
Those of you that know me know that I'm no angel, but I do have my angelic moments. Last Saturday we had a family buffet which I had the pleasure of coordinating for a second time.
Twenty of hubby's family members from as far away as Memphis gathered to a ridiculous amount of food. We had so many desserts, which aren't pictured, that they needed their own table! I cooked a portion of our feast and others brought their offerings until we had the spread you see above. When it was all said and done there were copious amounts of leftovers, all of which were boxed up and distributed to needy families.
Because when you give to others with an unconditional heart you wear one of the most difficult accessories you can find nowadays; grace.