Creative Home Decorations You Can Make: Low-Cost Ways to Beautify Your Home
McCann
1968
Submitter: I love crafts, and often hit up my local library for a good craft book. This is where I found this absolutely filthy book. Like many craft books from this era, all the images are black and white. The crafts themselves were uninspiring to boot!
Holly: Oooh, a felt clown picture. I know what Mary’s getting for Christmas.
But it’s historical, I mean hysterical.
That cover looks like a huge pile of poop. Who would say, I want to make crafts that look like THAT?
The book should come with a free bottle of hand sanitizer.
Any craft that begins with “stir water and wallpaper paste together” does not meet my criteria for up-to-date..
If it were in better condition, this would probably still circ at my library. The crafts people are insatiable. I’d weed it for reasons of hygiene, though.
Remove the dust jacket. It will become 100% better looking, but may still not be worth keeping. I swear dust jackets exist just to get torn and ugly looking sometimes.
More proof (as if you needed it) that “Just because it can be done does not mean that it should be done.” Ever. Even if you have a contract to write a craft book.
BTW, Karen and Sue teamed up again! http://www.amazon.com/Party-Holiday-Decoations-You-Make/dp/0517129612/ref=la_B00K8PXD9M_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1436388547&sr=1-1
Is that a bejeweled banana on your cover or are you just happy to see me?
I want to buy up all of the 70s-era decorating books for entertainment value alone. This might be one of the duller ones due to no color pictures, but still good for a laugh!
At last! Something I can do with the fake fruit I inherited from my grandmother!
If you inherited the fake fruit you are ahead of me. My granny-o let all hers melt in the obscenely hot side porch along with the candles whose wicks sunk to the bottom.
My grandma kept hers on display in an ivory china compote thing on top of the buffet in the dining room, where no sun ever reached. As a child I always wanted to play with them but was never allowed. So now, they are pretty pristine — alas, I no longer want to play with them.
So sad; loss of (non-sexual) innocence.
I think they call that “bedazzling” now, and the equipment’s a lot more expensive.
BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP! CLOWN PICTURE ALERT! CLOWN PICTURE ALERT!