A long, long time ago while walking through a thrift store, there appeared before me (in between rusted cookware and wooden Santa faces with patchy cotton beards) a little face. To my surprise, it was a little clay bunny.
Spring or Easter was nowhere in sight, but this little rabbit was screaming for attention and more specifically, a makeover… well, screaming in a silent, clay-figurine sorta way.
I decided to shell out the $1.50 to take him/her home and considered giving her the brass treatment like my elephants, but oh no, this bunny demanded a makeover that was unique… unlike any Easter aisle has seen before.
It refused to be drowned in pastels, or to mimic it’s cousins frozen into a chocolately stare. It even refused to wear an adorable blue jacket like the well-known celebrity, Peter. When I suggested it just be au naturale for fear of making a mistake, he/she gave me the silent treatment (a long, painful one).
With careful attention to detail, I decided to give him/her a taste of colour blocking.
This bunny was thrilled! It loved that the chic stripes said GOODBYE to pasty-white-winter-fur and HELLO to hiding eggs in style!
I don’t think this flashy rabbit is concerned with getting a little bit of attention while hiding eggs this year. :)
One hoppy camper? I think so. ;)