DIY Watercolour Mug
I love the effect of watercolour, and while I love finding a beautiful cushion, painting or poster with a kaleidoscope of color, I, like Caitlin of The Merrythought, have been trying to come up with a few ways to add a hint of faux watercolour around the house. After seeing her cousin give herself a “watercolour” manicure, Caitlin came up with this extremely effective and easy (not to mention gorgeous!) DIY of a watercolour mug. Read on to see how.
What you need:
• White Ceramic Mug
• Old or Disposable Bowl/Container
• Nail Polish (in colour of your choice)
• Fill the bowl with warm water.
• Add a drop of nail polish to the water and let it spread out. You can also use a skewer to swirl the color around a bit to give it the effect you’d like.
• Dip your mug in the water.
• You can use nail polish remover to remove any excess nail polish on the bottom and inside of the mug or sections that got messed up.
• Carefully pat mug dry with paper towel.
• You can repeat with additional colors if you want.
• Once you’ve achieved the look you want, let it sit for at least two hours.
I would recommend hand washing these mugs. Durability will also depend on quality of the nail polish - just as it would on your nails. If you run into problems, try coating the outside with a clear coat of nail polish or a non toxic finishing spray.
“When you paint your lips, eye lids, nails or whatever, to look attractive, don’t forget your up stairs(intellect) if you leave it behind, i will consider all other colors invalid.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson
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