A few months ago I added some flower pomanders to my shop, and I had promised to write a DIY for them…I know it took me long enough, but here it is, finally.
These are so easy to make, and they come out really beautiful. I made this one in a smaller size with tiny flowers for an ornament, but you can use a larger Styrofoam ball with bigger flowers to make a wedding pomander instead. Or…how about wedding pomanders, and then smaller ornaments to match, for wedding favors or bridesmaids’ gifts? I think that would be awesome.
Here’s what you’ll need to make one like mine:
- A Styrofoam ball. (I used a 3″ ball for this ornament)
- A bunch of straight pins
- Craft glue
- Seed beads
- Silk flowers. The amount you’ll need depend on the size of the flowers and the ball you’ll be covering of course, but for mine, I used tiny little cherry blossoms that I found at Joann’s (they have them in a few different colors) and it took me about 2 bunches. Each bunch only cost about $1.50, so this can be a pretty cheap little project.
All you need to do is pop a flower blossom off of its stem:
And then snip off the plastic backing, staying flush against the back of the flower:
Make sure to keep the little plastic stamens in the center of the flower (this is the back view):
Now thread a seed bead (I used iridescent pink beads) onto a straight pin, and then stick that through the center of the flower…the little plastic stamen will keep the bead and pin from slipping right through the center of the flower:
Dip the end of the pin into a little glue (I like to use old medicine cups for this):
And start pinning them to the Styrofoam ball. I really wish this was more complicated so I looked cooler.
Just keep pinning…just keep pinning…
And feel free to go pour yourself a Blue Moon.
To make a hanger, just pin one of your flowers through a loop of ribbon before attaching it to the ball. I used narrow satin ribbon, doubled up, and left a few inches hanging loose at the end because I thought it looked pretty.
And that’s it! Super simple, super pretty, don’t ya think?1