Hello, my name is Cass, and I love a bargain.
I'm kinda cheap. It's in my DNA.
(Thank you, Mom.)
I don't go to extremes, like a long-ago neighbor of ours,
who bought desserts that her family didn't like, so they'd last longer.
(I am not making that up.)
who bought desserts that her family didn't like, so they'd last longer.
(I am not making that up.)
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| Pear cake/pudding/weirdo dessert image from the wonderful website, The Graphics Fairy. |
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Long ago, in the 70s, I bought a necklace in the infant department at Lord & Taylor,
on sale for just a few bucks, and wore it for years --
it was primary colored wooden toy blocks strung on a simple cord.
It began my love affair with goofy, cheap jewelry. . .
like this piece, a recent wood-and-plastic purchase. One buck.
See? Don't I look nice?
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| Vintage image courtesy of the amazing Graphics Fairy. |
This combined love of dress-up and cheap is why I found myself
scooping up rock-bottom-priced pieces at a storefront on
7th Avenue in New York City a couple of weekends ago, on a
fabric buying trip with my daughter Anne.
We are not talking investment pieces, but the costumey-est of costume stuff.
The kind of pieces you don't worry about, and muggers don't want.
I like lightweight necklaces, so I adore . . . plastic.
Not gold. Not even sterling. Glass or stone beads, if not too heavy, are fine.
Seriously, Howard, you are a lucky duck.
These are plastic, and long enough to double over.
I got 3, one white, one red, and one goldish-orange,
which seems to have gone AWOL.
Slightly scratchy to wear, because of some flat plastic paillettes.
But, as my Mama used to say,
"You have to suffer to be beautiful."
This one is lightweight plastic beads, very comfy,
and goes so well with Fall neutrals.
It had a pendant when I bought it. Leopard spotted plastic . . .
which I didn't notice.
Anne kindly pointed it out to me, and I decided I liked it better sans pendant.
That's the fun of inexpensive jewelry; you can yank stuff off, without your conscience twitching.
The colors look odd in these pictures, but they work. Really,
This one is plastic discs and beads, strung on twine.
It's my favorite.
Shades of brown, with tan and a bit of black. My colors!
So light, I forget I am wearing it, which means I'll surely lose it one of these days.
Most of these art pieces cost me a whole dollar.
A couple of them set me back $2.99.
And they say New York is expensive!
:-)
Have a lovely Thursday. -- Cass
We are not talking investment pieces, but the costumey-est of costume stuff.
The kind of pieces you don't worry about, and muggers don't want.
I like lightweight necklaces, so I adore . . . plastic.
Not gold. Not even sterling. Glass or stone beads, if not too heavy, are fine.
Seriously, Howard, you are a lucky duck.
These are plastic, and long enough to double over.
I got 3, one white, one red, and one goldish-orange,
which seems to have gone AWOL.
Slightly scratchy to wear, because of some flat plastic paillettes.
But, as my Mama used to say,
"You have to suffer to be beautiful."
This one is lightweight plastic beads, very comfy,
and goes so well with Fall neutrals.
It had a pendant when I bought it. Leopard spotted plastic . . .
which I didn't notice.
Anne kindly pointed it out to me, and I decided I liked it better sans pendant.
That's the fun of inexpensive jewelry; you can yank stuff off, without your conscience twitching.
The colors look odd in these pictures, but they work. Really,
It's my favorite.
Shades of brown, with tan and a bit of black. My colors!
So light, I forget I am wearing it, which means I'll surely lose it one of these days.
Most of these art pieces cost me a whole dollar.
A couple of them set me back $2.99.
And they say New York is expensive!
:-)
Have a lovely Thursday. -- Cass
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