Diamond Painting is the dumb dumb craft you just might need

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Hello, Méli-Mélo-ers! Today I am recommending…

Diamanté (aka Diamond Painting)

I was recently incapacitated with the Noro Virus (0/10 do not recommend). Whilst lying in bed, sipping my ginger ale and praying to the monks of White Lotus Season 3 that it stayed down, I wiled away my time in productive, creative pursuits.

Ha ha. That is not true. I scrolled Instagram like it was my job.

BUT eventually, on hour 12 of my convalescence, I grew disgusted with my bed rot (Not to mention my smell, the way my mouth tasted and the crusty, unexamined stain on the hem of my t-shirt) and I gathered enough strength to locate my diamond painting.

Diamond painting?!? Amy, are you Zsa Zsa Gabor? What is this glamorous and exotic pursuit you speak of? If you are picturing this:

Zsa Zsa — what a name! That lady could wear the hell out of feathers.

Then you are not far off! Except replace the feathery silken negligee with a vomit-stained, oversized CBC Ottawa t-shirt, swap the heels for my Glarups and the soi…