shiny

The results of yesterday's intensive beading session. The pearl necklaces, one for me and two to give away, use the remains of Great-greatsomebody's (blatantly fake) opera-length necklace, disgorged years ago from a trunk in my grandparents' house, along with ivory fans, vicious hatpins, and dresses that clearly required bustles. A few months ago, the century-old thread disintegrated in one spot, leaving me with a yard of faux pearls.

The Y-beaded necklace uses labradorite, smoky quartz, jasper, and freshwater pearls, mixed with silver and glass spacers. K bought the semi-precious stones a few years ago in a burst of enthusiasm at the bead store. A few months ago, I came home to a package on my doorstep; K, deciding she would never get around to the project, had shipped me a small shaker box with her beads rattling around inside. At long last, I produced a necklace to go with the puny few pairs of earrings I've whipped up for her.

Ooooo, shiny.