With all the boxes of cutlery, flowers, tablecloths and so on to be taken to the wedding site, somehow we mislaid a roll of tulle intended to decorate our little altar. The moms, desperately wishing for at least one part of this hippie-ass wedding to be floaty and white, dashed out to a fabric store on the wedding morning and obtained more tulle — which was then never used.
But I am proud to say that today, at last, I have answered the question: What do you do with a ginormous roll of tulle when you’re already married? I present to you The Guest Room of Unending Wedded Bliss (hint: the tulle is the window scarves):
Also please note that I did, indeed, put a bird on it:
