January stinks. It is cold, your face falls off with the biting north wind. You layer yourself up so much that when you look in the mirror you look like a great big egg. It makes you want to swear into your cup-a-soup. I found that lots of other people want to swear into their cup-a-soups as well, so when I saw Emma's 'Fuck the Fuck Off January' mail swap on twitter, I was in.
This is my outgoing parcel to my swap partner Sarah. She wrote that she liked the Moomins so I went with Moomin themed insides and Robert on the front.
I received these lovely treats from Caitlin on Monday after a particular terrible incident of dropping my phone in my cup of tea.
There were so many beauties inside and lots of zines, some kitty gloves, stickers, a posh mini stapler...
A ring with eyes, special tape....
Thankyou very much Caitlin for my parcel and thankyou Emma for arranging the swaps. January has officially fucked off!
Type in #ftffojanuary on instagram and twitter to see more parcels.