I was going to string fairy lights -- from trusty Chatuchak, of course, for like $15 for 10 feet of lights -- over my bed, but I then developed a fear of them falling onto me and strangling me while I was asleep or bursting into flames and then causing my quilt to catch fire. All morbid thoughts, not fitting with such whimsical twinkly lights.
So I decided to drape them all over my mannequin, Jaime, who needed a new outfit anyway.
Talk about two birds with one stone, huh.
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