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Life is Exciting, but Dyeing Adds Color

One of my friends wrote this really neat blog post about how to ice dye. So, of course I had to try it out.

I won't teach how to ice dye in this post, as my friend's post I linked to above is more than adequate. But I will say that ice dyeing is a fun form of tie dyeing. 

The first time I did it, I decided to teach a handful of girls while I was learning myself ;D 

(Every other Tuesday afternoon I have a "Girls' Afternoon" at my home. I teach the girls some small, fun thing, then have some sort of Bible study.)

Anyways, I didn't have shirts, so we dyed tea towels.

I was happy with how my towel turned out. It has an eye in the center ;) 

This is an awkward picture... but there are some of my girls, and on the table you can see all of our towels going through the process of dyeing. 


But I enjoyed the dyeing so much, I had to do it again. So, when the little boy I babysit turned 5, we did a morning of dyeing shirts for his birthday.

It was a blast!

My brothers - they picked out great colors!

I'm quite happy with the shirt I made :D

And the three goofballs I babysit - the birthday boy is on the far right.

When we did the shirts, I decided I could skip a step. I will warn you this wasn't the most wise decision on my part.

I left out the wire rack for under the shirts.

I discovered (by not using it) that the purpose of the rack was to allow the ice to melt, and let the shirt sit above the water... so that it won't turn out one big color. 

Oops.

Thankfully when I saw the shirts and towels sitting in the water this thought crossed my mind. So, I would continually pour off all excess water.

But the rack would have made it easier ;0



Anyways, it was a fun experience and I plan to do more with dyes in the future. Have you ever done any sort of dyeing? Or would like to? Either way I recommend checking out my friend's how-to post :)

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  1. I definitely did something like this once... but I have no idea where the t shirt is xD I'm glad you had so much fun!

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    1. That's so fun! But sad you lost the shirt 😕

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