It’s my daughters birthday next month and I was to get her a nice piece of jewellery. I saw just the thing and tried to buy it but the artist is sick, so no joy. I decided to make my poor man’s interpretation of the piece and spent several hours yesterday toiling and whilst it isn’t a patch on the expensive item I’m very happy. My husband was non committal and son bemused but I like it! I’ll post a picture when her birthday is done.
I woke up this morning and instantly remembered my daughter telling me, (with some strength) that she doesn’t like clay jewellery. I shall keep this piece – which makes me happy because I do really like it- and start again.
Glad I didn’t spend all that money now.