Now that St. Patty’s Day is over, I won’t waste any time with the Easter DIYs. Easter was one of my fave holidays growing up. Who doesn’t love running around the yard finding plastic eggs filled with candy and cash?!? I’m itching to find a hunt out here in Denver that lets adults do the searching. I mean, I’m totally fine letting the kids do it, but I kind of want in on the action.
Childhood Confession: When I was little, I went to our neighborhood Easter egg hunt for the first time. I crushed it, you guys. I filled my basket with about fifty eggs. I ran up to my mom and was filled with pride as I showed her my loot. She gasped with embarrassment. I guess I was only allowed to pick three. THREE?!?! Three. I had fifty eggs and you tell ten-year-old me that I can only keep three? You might as well have told me the dog was dead or that The Easter Bunny didn’t exist.
What do we learn from this story? That I’m an over-egg-chiever.
This is getting wordy. All I wanted to tell you was that I’ve shared a little Easter DIY with the folks over at One Charming Party. I’ll be contributing over there occasionally so head on over to learn how to glamify your eggs. The Easter kind. Wink wink.
photo cred: all photos by The Proper Pinwheel
Lexy is a prop stylist,party enthusiast, and recent transplant from Colorado to Arizona. Her work has been featured by 100 Layer Cake, Style Me Pretty, Daily Candy, Better Homes & Gardens, Country Living Magazine, BuzzFeed, and more! She is the founder of creative event series, EAT DRINK CREATE. 
These are so amazingly cute! And I’m totally cracking up at the “over-egg-chiever.” Too funny.
These are so cool, Lexy!
Adorable cake toppers! And you got cash-filled Easter eggs? Colour me jealous.
So adorable!! I love these!!
Uh, this is probably one of my fav diy for spring. What a great idea. It’s one of those hand slapt to forehead “why didn’t I think of that” diy. Thank you!
So stinkin’ cute! I’m cracking up over this story, mostly because I can relate to it all too well. We used to have a family egg hunt on my aunt’s farm (read: expanses of fields speckled with bright eggs, ripe for the picking.). Being one of the oldest kids, I’d crush it every time. And, occasionally, my little cousins. Womp.
Suggestion: Why don’t you start your own adult egg hunt in the Denver area? Since you’re such a gifted party planner, it seems like it’d be the perfect fit! (You could also make your own rules in this scenario, which would allow you to pick up all the eggs you want!)
I love your story! I can’t believe someone would limit a child’s egg-thusiam (I couldn’t resist) for the hunt! I remember my first egg hunt someone forgot to hard boil the eggs and one broke all over me. Talk about egg on your face, and hands, and dress, and hair. It was a mess.
I love the idea of an adult egg hunt though!!
Aww snap! This exactly what I was looking for. Cheery, bright easter decorations that broke away from the sugary pastel mould. Literally can’t wait to try this! Thanks for the idea…
x Elena @ Randomly Happy