Ball and Chain

Oh, man, do these pendents by Ball and Chain make me happy? They sure do.

Multiplying! Like Rabbits!

That is my fear. Why, you ask? Because I have a hankering to add another soul the the menagerie I wear around my neck. Say hello to Filou Design's Bunny from the Enchanted Forest collection:



Think I should chance being over-run by the buns?

I Want, I, Well, Want

Fashiony blog I Want - I Got directed me to the works of French jewellery-maker Boucheron. And I WANT.

Menagerie, Around My Neck

My latest animal-based jewellery acquisition arrived today. Since no one else seems to be on board with buying me a pony, I up and got one for myself. And then I thought I might as well confess my animal necklace collection crime. Via photographs.

I Woke Up, Appetite Returned!

First, to you lovely dollfaces, thanks so much for your concern re: my churning tummy. I know I am a sucky-sucky-poo-poo, and I went overboard on the feeling sorry for myself, but in truth, I haven't been ill, really upset-stomach-sleep-9/10ths-of-a-day ill in over a decade. Migrainy-headaches that needed to be slept off, yes, but this? Almost foreign to me. And I, quite seriously, had no idea what to do with myself. It's true: people who are used to being healthy? Make the WORST sick people ever.

Not really eating for four days made my ass disappear. I'm doing things that involve donuts and french fries to rectify the situation.

And talking about food, I want to introduce you to the clay charm-based necklaces of Pancake Meow.

I would very much like to have a scented (SCENTED!) mini PB&J sandwich hanging about my neck.

And I know a certain Creampuff who, I think, deserves one of these wee donuts:


I think it's a mixed blessing that most of Leslie's pieces are out of stock, or I'd have a mountain of cuteness headed to my mailbox. And really, who can handle that in the middle of winter?

PS: Richa, parenthood be damned! Email me, you stinker.

I Covet, I Long, I Want With a Passion

That almost defies reason.

That's the thing with wanting something. At first blush, the need is so strong, it's almost overpowering. I learned long ago that the wait, it is a good thing, as it draws a line between things that I want to develop a long, lasting relationship with, and things that I'm giving the eye as a passing fling.

I generally give myself a couple of weeks to mull my desire over before plunging into a major purchase. And right now? I am currently debating my need for these:




































Rabbit! Monkey! Oh, dear. Necklaces from the Merric Collection by Odette New York.

Of Cherry Flavoured Beverages, Bowling and Jewellery Classes

Dear Diet Black Cherry Vanilla Coke,

I had high hopes for you. In my misspent youth, I loved your sister, Cherry Coke, with an abandon, and wept when I could no longer find you on shelves where I am. But you? You are a disappointment.

Don't get me wrong...you are pretty. And even a little classy looking. But to taste? You are naught but unappealing.

The black cherry taste? But an afterthought

The vanilla? Artificial and overwhelming the cola.

And neither...neither can do anything to cover up the taste of aspartame.

I will continue to pledge my allegiance to Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr Pepper. Because she? She rocks the house.

That being said, I have 11 cans of the stuff. Anyone I see face-to-face want them? Lemme know.

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Random suprise-pre-wedding celebrations for co-workers at bowling alleys are an excellent way to break-up a work week.

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So I make jewellery, right? But I'm always a little scared that it will fall apart, due to the fact that I've taught myself how to make these things. So I've gone and registered for a 12-week jewellery and bead making course at the local fine arts college, starting in September.

And you're all receiving my homework as gifts!