Showing posts with label Every girl should have a jeweler as her best friend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Every girl should have a jeweler as her best friend. Show all posts

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Thriving in a Winter Wonderland



To follow up on my Santa wish list, Daniel took a pic of my Angela Moore bracelet that hubbie got me for Christmas.  He bought the Polo Club Classic with ornately painted horses, reminding me each time I look at it of Cotton Candy (AQHA Lady Godiva Hildago, registered) and her offspring Chocolate Chip.




I think it has been well established that I am a summer time girl.  Patti and Thomas were concerned about me wearing my ballet flats to carry in firewood, so I just wanted photo evidence that I am being a good girl, despite how much of a struggle that is for me, and I wore my awful barn boot to trudge through the snow. 

My barn boots are genuinely used to tend to my horses, chickens, cats and hoping for a dairy cow one day for non-pasturized milk.  But Viola, in my L.L. Bean Boat Tote, I have stashed my not ruby red, but 24K gold and diamond ballet flats.  I bought these little gems for $4.98 at Target on clearance. 


Friday, December 10, 2010

Reuniting with dearest friends

During this season, hubbie and I attend together, or separately: both office parties, both military parties, dinner with his army buddies and possibly this year dinner with a few of my army buds, do the rounds visiting family member, churches and schools. Also, we attend a few events at organization in non-profit organizations which we are involved that benefit us emotionally as much as they think we benefit them. While I do have to dress professionally at most of these events, I can pull off a little teacher appropriate Christmas bling.


The Angela Moore bracelet I want for Christmas is actually the mansion gardens:


Hoping my Santa can find this one for me.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

The Jewelry Box



The Jewelry Box
Today’s blog is dedicated to my dear friend Diamond Dave, who owned a west side store for many years called "The Jewelry Box. "



This is a comparable picture of my very first little trinket box given to me by my mother. On the evening of my wedding, when a dear friend I graduated with was using my room to dress, she noticed the box on my dresser. She asked me, “This is original isn’t it?” Translated: “uhmm, why do you still have a Strawberry Shortcake jewelry box?” Shortly thereafter, I stashed it away, hoping to one day give it to my daughter, so far, only boys in the household. I might need to hold out for a granddaughter.

My sister gave me a white upright jewelry box with a unicorn painted on it. Possibly someone gave it to her, and she did not want it, as she was the unicorn lover among us.

This first jewelry box I purchased myself was for travel, a cute little pink leather number.


In looking to upgrade the organization of my collection, I found:http://www.stacksandstacks.com/search/?term=jewelry instead of jewelry boxes. This is a good solution for your costume jewelry for work, school or play. All other jewelry should be kept in a fire proof safe, or bank until the eve of the night you planning to wear your precious.





Next was a musical ballerina jewelry box given to me by my father when we were in Jackson, Mississippi visiting my grandparents.