No clue how or why, but a year ago a women’s fashion and style magazine started coming to my home…I flipped through one and was pretty saddened by what I saw and read. I would never subscribe to something filled with features and ads designed to make women feel inferior. Donating them wasn’t an option as I feared I’d just be contributing to some fifteen year old girl’s negative body image. And recycling them just meant these advertisers wasted their money on one person. Hardly a drop in the bucket.

I decided to even the score and destroy them. With scissors. And then I turned them into greeting cards so the messages being sent are positive.

Voila! Problem solved…except now my living room looks like a serial killer lives here.