As
I “stroll” through the jewelry departments of some of my favorite stores and
boutiques, one of the things that I find fascinating is the way in which high
end designers toss in a variety of beads and components. I love the
juxtaposition of components in unexpected ways – that’s what inspires me. In
turn, it makes me so happy when someone looks at my jewelry designs and says “I
have never seen those gemstones used together. I would not have thought to mix
it up like this.” I always take it as a positive observation and not a
criticism.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Thursday, January 23, 2014
1956: Aunties, Style & Battles
I
am so happy that I uncovered a few pix from my past over the last several months.
These two are dated February 1956 and are pretty good examples of the polar
opposites in my style choices as a seven year old -- plaid and Levi’s and fluffy
organza. The top pix is me with my all time favorite, Auntie Opal. You may
remember me talking about her in previous entries – she was the poster gal for girlie-girl in those days;
and I loved that about her. I would feign illness just so I could go to Auntie Opal’s
instead of school while my mom worked! She’s the one that taught me about nail
polish, hair scarves, tabbies and jewelry! Tons of jewelry -- all costume. In my mind, she was
the epitome of mid-50s style, even on a family day trip to the Mojave Desert! I
loved that woman.
Labels:
1956,
50s,
Mojave Desert,
tbt,
throwback
Friday, January 10, 2014
Inspiration: Freezing Fog
A
few weeks back, my birthday week to be exact, I received the best gift ever.
Mother Nature gave me her finest. Taking my regular route mid-morning, I headed
out to Dundee to meet with my hairstylist for a cut and color and some fun girl
chat. A few blocks from home everything seemed to look quite different than is
usual for this time of year. I pulled my Jeep off road to get a closer look of
the white bark birch trees that line the property where I had stopped. The bare
branches and trunks were covered in frost; not glistening ice, but soft
shimmery frost. The sky was white and soft. It was magical – I felt as if I was
standing in the middle of the best snow globe ever.
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