That was the summer that Joyce and I couldn't afford to indulge in our jewelry addiction, so we got creative and started making our own. I haven't stopped. Lots of my stuff goes without mention from anyone else - and that's okay. Most often if someone compliments something I'm wearing that I actually made I will just say thank you. It is only when asked specifically where I got it that I'll confess that these new earrings are the reason that no one saw me for two nights in a row.
This necklace was a happy accident. I didn't mean for it to be in two parts but the chain broke about two weeks in to the bead work when I was nearly done. I had a moment of panic before binding it together to form two separate clusters. That was three years ago - and it's still the piece that garners the most attention from others.
As much as I love it, I'm ready for it to be knocked from its pedastal. Sure, I haven't had the time to do much lately, but I would hate to think that I peaked three years ago!
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Hi. Go into the painting/jewelry business. I will be your marketer/find you financing/will provide the baked goods during those first few stressful months of your new business.
Actually, come to think of it, just open your own Etsy store or make a website. Much cheaper. I'll still throw in the baked goods.
I take it you still haven't gotten to selling your beautiful wares?! Ethel, Ethel, Ethel. How are you going to fund your move to Boca when you're 30? Oh, and the object of my mouth-foaming hatred - it's name is Megan. No, you don't know her. Either do I. I just hate her. If I had young I think she'd eat them. And then I'd have to spill her blood all over the carpet you and I so carefully picked out for Mttm.
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