My oldest sister made these this year for her daughters’ room and swore they were incredibly easy to do.
“Oh, they’re so cute,” she said.
Feel free to call me the next Felix Baumgartner because I was about to orbit into outer space at this point.
Maybe I have that backwards.
Whatever. It was clearly not working.
And this was after my sister and I both spent a good ten minutes trying to fluff this stupid ball.
We fluffed and retied and twisted and crumpled. Meanwhile, my brother-in-law sat in the corner and laughed at us.
So finally, when we could take it no more, we gave up.
Because that’s what we do.
But as soon as we did that, we had an even better idea.
Evil stepsisters bow?