Tuesday, 8 April 2014

Beautiful, Beautful Bunting

I have a dirty secret. An obsession. Something I love so hard and waste so much cash on. No it's not posh handbags or designer shoes. It's...bunting. Yes bunting. There I said it. I bloody love bunting!

To show my love for it, below you will see the various types of bunting on offer in my house. We have boy bunting, girl bunting, wooden bunting, flowery bunting. Everywhere. I have no idea why I love it but I do. My husband? Not so much. 

Like an addict I also hide bunting. Under the sink. Somewhere I know the hub won't find it. I have Eurovision bunting. Royal Wedding bunting. Boy party bunting. Girl party bunting and general garden bunting. Bags and bags of the stuff. But I have stopped myself from learning how to properly make bunting. Or else? I would be in serious trouble. 

So that's my obsession. My little quirk. What I waste a bit of money on if I see it. Bunting. Enjoy the pictures. And imagine how happy each piece of bunting makes me feel! (PS this is just a selection from my house. There is more. Seriously). 



And finally? The 'bag o bunting' don't tell the hub. Jeez it had more in it than I thought!

               

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16 comments:

  1. Love all your bunting :) I'm working on some bunting for the garden just now x

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    1. Ohhhh making bunting! That's dangerous for me! xxx

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  2. hahaha you really love bunting! Love it, why not, if it makes you happy, there's worse things to be addicted to!! ;) xx #allaboutyou

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    1. I know bunting is quite quite mild. Sigh how I love it xxx

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  3. Ha ha! I too love the bunting, but we only have it in baby's room as husband would not allow it. He said the hearts hanging off every door knob and picture frame were quite enough thank you very much!

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    1. My husband has been known to buy me bunting. He's a good un. He did regret it as I felt it opened the door to more! xxx

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  4. I have no bunting :( I'm feeling strangely bereft :) Actually, I do think it's really pretty, I've just never thought to actually buy any... I might have to now! #AllAboutYou

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    1. Do it! And tweet me a pic. I'd love to see it! xxx

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  5. Oh wow you really do love bunting!! Where do you find it all?

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    1. It's like I've got a weird radar for bunting. It's a talent! xxx

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  6. Ha! Love it - what a fun addiction. We had homemade bunting at our wedding - my mum made it out of childhood duvet covers, curtains and clothers. It was so magical to have all those memories strung around on such a special day. The bunting comes out at EVERY occassion, and I'm always lending it to friends. I like the idea of it being a source of communal joy. Though I have to admit, I am very envious of your hoard!

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    1. Oh my god! That bunting sounds bloody amazing bab! See this is why I should never learn the skills to make bunting. I would be making bunting out of clothes that my family still wear. I also enjoy a patchwork quilt. My friend makes them out of old baby grows. I'm tempted by that too! xxx

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  7. I love your bunting! Never heard of wooden bunting, great tip! I'm the same with fairy lights, love em. Only in winter though. X

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    1. Oh god I love fairy lights too! My bedroom is full of them. Poor poor husband. He lives in the worlds least manly house xxx

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  8. You are hilarious! Hiding bags of bunting like vodka under the sink! I love the wooden bunting, and heck, your collection looks darned cute too, why not be addicted to it. Of course... if you happen to feel the urge to go get your name changed to Bunting by Deed Poll, you could have a serious problem! #AllAboutYou

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    1. Ha ha ha! That's proper made me laugh that has! Bunting by deed poll! xxx

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