They're handmade by an artist in Singapore and I ordered them the night before the illusions about my life were shattered.
Getting them didn't make me sad like I'd feared, which is good, but still I spent $19 on them and I don't want to just throw them away. They might be a little heavy to make into earrings, which is my only idea so far. So, +10 awesome points to whoever can come up with something I can turn these into.
Inside the mind of a kind of quirky, pretty stubborn, way too opinionated, twenty-something, heteroflexible Black female newly employed up-and-moved-to-DC Princeton GRADUATE who's just trying to sort out her life. An uninhibited celebration of all that is me, this blog is an exercise in self-discovery and live-with-your-heart-wide-open-ness. Though I make respect a habit, I will not always be politically correct, and I believe in the power of making audiences uncomfortable to inspire change.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
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