GOD MADE A FARMER. AND SHUG MADE A WREATH. {OUT OF THE FARMER'S COTTON.}

Seriously.

You can do this.

When your hubs/boyfriend/roommate/brother/mama/daddy/grandpa/whoever is about to throw out somethin' made out of fairly thin fabric - stop them. 

Take that shiz.

Cut it up with scissors.

Or a pocket knife if you are baller as hell. 

Wrap and tie it around a wreath form.

Glue some embellishments such as some cotton that you got from a farmer or some elementary school gardeners.

BAM!

Hang it on your wall, Shug!

You deserve it!

Own that piece.

You made it, after all. 

Do you get excited about wreaths?

What did you use to make yours?

I need to know.