Ain't Life Grand, Card for Zeus and Zoe

I put together a vintage-y card for Zeus an Zoe.   I used my sewing machine, and kept adding layers.  Don't ever tell my mother that I enjoyed using my sewing machine.  Well, I do enjoy using it on paper.

Enough about me.  Here is the card.  It's a bit bulky and will probably be delivered by hand.  The vintage picture, bits of printed paper, green PP, paper bird, paper flowers, and the decorative title plate are all from Zeus and Zoe.

Yes.  I went outside.  I apologize to those that are currently being denied spring and just had received another 9" of snow.

 The inside:

My whole craft room currently fits in my carry-on.

Thanks for stopping by.  I know your time is valuable, but I could appreciate any love.



Visit the Zeus and Zoe Etsy store here:

Wedding album for Zeus and Zoe

I survived the international move to Germany. We now have a house. Our belongings are still at sea, which means my scrap goodies are somewhere on the Atlantic Ocean. I admit that my carry-on luggage contained my laptop and scrap supplies.  Thank you, Lindy's Stamp Gang, for your dry sprays.  They are great for traveling.

Only having a carry-on's amount of supplies makes me feel like I have the bare minimum with me.  I am working with what I brought and a kit to which  I subscribe, Scraps of Darkness, which was the first piece of mail that I have received at my new address.  I don't have any punches, or my die cutter, or my Distrezz-It-All. I'm roughing it!

I have managed to make something while enduring my spartan scrap conditions. ;)

I was inspired by this cameo that I received in my goody box from Zeus and Zoe. I added the beads  (using the mending kit from my hotel room) to the bottom of the lace.  The bride is also from Zeus and Zoe; she came from a vintage book on style. 

This album, obviously not yet complete, will be a wedding present for a special person in my life.  So, please, don't tell her!

Edith?

Does anyone watch Downton Abbey?  Does this vintage bride remind anyone else of Edith, or is it just me?