A Pretty Pink Blossom Pixie Tutorial...

"All you need is trust and a little bit of pixie dust!"
~Peter Pan~

(photo source, Magpie~ Pixie)
Recently while visiting Beth of Gathering Dust, she posed a question about any ideas for what one could do with those old pink plastic hair curler pins. I left her the suggestion of turning them into cupcake picks, after a thorough cleansing of course! As I was sifting through some miscellaneous odds and ends I found one lonely pink plastic pin that begged to be made into something beautiful.(photo source)
I listened to her tale of woe, how she had lead a useful and helpful life, been practical, serviceable, even helping to make others beautiful. With a sigh she said she wished to be something more than what she was. She longed for freedom beyond a darkened drawer by day and prickly restless nights keeping watch over twisted tresses. She felt quite used, being carelessly plucked and poked around, with no one being mindful of her feelings.(photo source)
All of her companions seemed quite content with their lot in life but she yearned for something more. She knew that she was different and she held onto hope that someday things would change. Her usefulness was short lived as progress was made in the design of hair curlers and she was discarded for irons and rollers that plugged in and were quicker at their job. She found herself tossed into a bag of bric~a~brac and buttons, an odd assortment of companions indeed! There she lay until I found them in a flea market, castoffs in need of a home.

This time, it was with a contented sigh that she relegated herself to a darkened drawer as she saw how very often a hand reached in and partook of its treasures. Said drawer having been left open a time or two gave her a chance to peek at what was happening to the chosen one. Much to her wonder and amazement, new life was being given to each one who was lifted from the drawer. They were finding their way into works of art, things of beauty, sometimes still practical in nature but with service that sparked the imagination and creativity. She quietly positioned herself back where she had lain and waited in joyous hope for her debut. Her day finally came when she and she alone was chosen from the treasure trove. With much anticipation she held her breath to see what she would be. Little did she know that she would be a pretty pink little Blossom Pixie!

She lay very still among some pretty petals, glue, scissors and snips and watched in amazement as she saw, could it really be, the dust of a Pixie?A pretty pearl center was removed from a silky white blossom. The center was snipped away and she felt gentle fingers wrap it around her neck like one would drape a fashionable scarf. Once secured, a tickle of a brush was felt as glue was applied, followed by a sprinkle of Pixie Dust!Next beaded stamens were tied in a knot just under her silk petaled scarf, another dot of glue and she had arms not just one, but two!She quietly watched as more posies were plucked and taken apart. Their petals were tickled with a bit of glue and the gentle hands sprinkled them, oh how her anticipation grew!She watched as another stroke of the brush dabbed in glue was feathered across the stamens, more Pixie Dust added here too! The then fingers separated another pearl from a pale pink silk petals and reassembled the sparkly stamens, pearl and petals into a crown!She felt the dusted petals begin to glide over her torso, first the smallest was fastened in place. Two more layers were added to this petticoat race. Suddenly she was enveloped in a blossom gown!Jade green eyes and ruby red lips were brushed into place. She was complete! Her dreams had come true she thought as a smile wreathed her face! She felt herself lifted, floating on air. No longer a practical pin for curling hair! For the very first time she stood upright. She gazed in the mirror with utter delight!She turned to me with a face that reflected rapture and glee, tentatively asking, "Could I really be?"My response was, " Yes, you are a Blossom Pixie!" "No more pinning, pricking, and holding hair in place. Your reward for faithful service is beauty and grace."

"You have always been a Pixie deep down in your heart, helpful to humans, especially those in need. Faithful in your duty and doing a good deed."

"You were playful with the children while mother went to rest. In the land of make believe you were a soldier who stood at attention doing your very best. You were also a ballerina fond of music and dancing. Across the bedspread stage you went, merrily prancing."

"Now you have reached your full potential and your wish is well earned. You are no longer ordinary but uncommonly beautiful. Everything is made beautiful in its time. You are now free to live a Blossom Pixie life becoming a great explorer of the caves of the ocean deep where secrets sleep, or finding out the source of hidden streams that flow into beautiful dreams, or you may reside in the recesses of enchanted lands where pin curlers turn into Pixies under magical hands."

"Well done thou good and faithful servant, you have been faithful in the little things, enter into the joy that this new life brings!"Dear Pixie has already started her adventure into the land of Make Believe. She wandered past an enchanted cottage, the home of a tiny elf.Knowing that Pixies in general do not have wings he suggested that she try travel by an enchanted glass butterfly! She took this brilliant blue one for a test fly.A soft landing was made in a nearby tree that was home to a sweet little birdie. Dear birdie had a magical nest, upon a powder puff did her egg rest! Pixie left with a feather in tow, tucked in her crown of glitter and glow!The last I saw of dear Pixie Blossom, she was perched on a toadstool getting ready to glide away, perhaps she will return to tell us of her adventures some day!I hope you enjoyed this fanciful twist on a boring tutorial. If you read Pixie's story very carefully you will find a moral to this tale. What do you think it is?

Many thanks go to Beth for sparking my imagination by asking a simple question and to Nancy for the Pixie Blossom supplies and cute little yellow bird that I won in a give away a while back and for Pixie's mode of travel, the blue glass butterfly too!

Blessings,
Miss Sandy