Growing up I remember people having bouquets of peacock feathers as decor and I always felt those eyes on the feathers were looking at me. I'm not sure if I was mesmerized or scared shitless. I always wanted to touch them because of their gorgeous iridescent color but was always afraid of what would happen, more of my mom who would have beat my butt than the feathers getting me.
Someone on Facebook asked what I do with all these bags I make and I guess I never thought to say what I do with them so I thought I might tell y'all...I use them as prizes at my Christmas party! When I first did this I thought my guests would think they were stupid prizes but turns out they love them!