Abundant use

A few months back, I hosted a fantastic housewarming/birthday party and with it came a lovely gift from my friend, Dahnya (who has a most adorable blog you should be reading).

How fitting is this cup?

That string right there was tied securely around the gift and I saved it. Why? I don't know. I guess it's my father's mentality. He still lives, to this day, as if he has no money. We always tell him he has ones and ones of dollars, he can afford shirts without air-conditioning (i.e. holes) and Yaga-man went out of style two decades past. I love my dad.

But I digress. I kept this string. It was muted in color, rough in texture and long in length; whatever could I find to do with it?

A week ago, I didn't feel like pinning my hair back with bobbypins.

Hipster alert.

A few days later, I wore a dress that needed a defining waistline.

What more can I use it for now? I am so in love with this random treat that has proven quite handy!

Oh, how about a neck adornment? What about around the wrist?


I think I need to buy more string.