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So, I decided to make this… thing. You know, one of those “adult entertainment complex bowls.” Don’t ask why. I just did. It started with a random thought, and next thing I knew, I was knee-deep in… well, let’s just say it was a project.
First, I gotta get the basic shape, right? I grabbed this old, kinda messed-up salad bowl. Yeah, a salad bowl. It was thick, sturdy, perfect for what I had in mind. I gave it a good scrub, gotta get rid of any lingering… salad vibes.
Getting Started (The Messy Part)
I brainstormed. It got all messy. And I mean messy.
Then, it was time for the, uh, “decorations.” That’s where things got… interesting. I picked up a bunch of random things. Okay, maybe not completely random. I found some figurines, some plastic stuff, and a whole lot of glitter. Lots and lots of glitter.
Putting it All Together
I had to put all the pieces together.
- Step 1:Glue. Lots of glue. The super-strong kind, because, you know, this thing needs to hold up.
- Step 2: Position the stuff. This took some time. A lot of time. I moved things around, stepped back, squinted, moved things again. It was like… art, I guess? A very, very weird kind of art.
- Step 3: Glitter. I mentioned the glitter, right? I dumped it on, brushed it around, made sure it got into every single crack and crevice.
- Step 4: Let it dry,I think.
Finally, the damn thing was done. Did it look like what I imagined? Honestly, no. Not even close. It was… something else. Something unique. Something I definitely won’t be showing my mom. But hey, I made it. And that’s… something, right?
It’s sitting on my shelf now. I had do that. Just… existing. A monument to a weird afternoon and a questionable life choice. Would I do it again? Probably not. But hey, at least I have a story to tell. A very, very weird story.
