Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Whooooo Won the Owl Necklace????

That would be me! I feel like the biggest cheese-ball on any one of a million gameshows: picture me jumping up and down screaming "I HAVE NEVER WON ANYTHING BEFORE!!!!!!!!!!!" That's the picture! I recently discovered a wonderful blog called "Little Fragments" by Becky Caldwell. I am thoroughly enjoying reading her posts and am pleased to announce that I won a giveaway! Becky invited readers to leave a comment and let her know which piece of jewelry they would want and why. I chose the owl necklace because my husband, Darby, is a librarian and we sort-of have a thing for owls. Owls are often associated with "being wise", and after all, what better place to "wisen up" than the library! The necklace arrived in this wonderful box:

I am SO impressed by the creativity and time that went into making the box! I had to share with you guys! What an excellent idea to really set your business apart. I eagerly opened the box and pulled out my treasure:

. Becky's attention to detail is evident in this little work of art...observe how the beads mimic the owls' eyes! And the teeny tiny owl attached at the clasp has won my heart...so cute! Becky also sells her fabulous creations at her website: Little Fragment Studio. Her work is inspired and so much fun. I ecourage you to check out her blog and website - you won't be disappointed! Thank you, Becky, for having your giveaway and for the wonderful owl necklace!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Risque Purse...

Today I would like to share some photos of a recent purchase. I bought this little bag because I had never seen a purse that featured, well, naked women. !?!?!

To be honest, I was a little stunned when I found it. True, they are only unclothed from the waist up, but STILL. And what is the deal with the fully clothed man with the vase and pipe? Is that a hookah?

And why the blue birds? It got me thinking: would I have bought this bag and carried it around? What is the story behind this bag? The label on the interior of this bag reads "Asfar & Sarkis Finest Brocades in the World Damascus (Syria)."

I am a member of the Antique Purse Collector's Society and posted a question on their bulletin board trying to gain some information on this maker. Several people requested pictures, so I decided to do a blog post. If any of you all are purse collectors, I encourage you to visit the website and request more information. It is incredibly informative and helpful and full of friendly members...several of whom have written books on purses! Enjoy, and let me know if you have any info!

Friday, February 6, 2009

The Facebook Thing

Over the years, my little sister has made it a point to keep her geeky, older sister up to date with the latest in technology, music, etc...She was the one who dragged me to the mall to get a cell phone. She was the one who told me in no uncertain terms that I needed to have my "bushy" eyebrows waxed. She was the one who was overjoyed when I bought Ralph Lauren sunglasses and got rid of my Target glasses. (I promptly lost them and am back to Target sunglasses).

She started bugging me about a year ago to join Facebook. I refused. To me, it was just another way to throw personal information out on the internet and I really didn't see the point. Then she told me about something called your "Top 10 Friends List" and my refusal was solidified. Excuse me? We are over 12 years of age and still have a "Top 10 Friends" list? Why not just regress further and say My Best Friend, My 2nd Best Friend, My 3rd Best Friend and so on?

Fast forward to about 3.5 months post partum. I am home alone with the baby. My conversations consist of me giving Cameron a running narrative of what I am doing. "Mommy is fixing your baba (bottle)", "Mommy is going to change your diapee (diaper)", "Can you play in your crib so Mommy can take a shower?" and so on and so forth. My reward is usually a beautiful smile from Cameron or some happy babble, but secretly I YEARNED to talk to an adult and be reassured that there was life outside my den. That I could still hold an intelligent conversation. That I was, in some way, interacting with people. So I set up an account on Facebook. I caved. I caved BIG TIME. Within 24 hours I had over 25 friends. WHAT!?!?!?!?! Soon I was updating my status and commenting on other people's status'. I was addicted. They call the type of phone I have (a Blackberry) a "Crackberry" and with good reason. I recently saw someone refer to "Facebook" as "Crackbook" and I must agree. It has been so nice to find all my old friends. I recently began finding my Tri Delta Sorority sisters from Georgia! I even learned what a "Dorota" is. (can you tell I don't watch much TV?) How fun to catch up on everyone's lives thru their photos and posts. While the conversation is limited, I no longer feel quite so isolated. And hey, I even updated my status while I was in the drive thru at Chick Fil A (via my Crackberry of course) with the comment that I was obsessed with Chick Fil A sauce and got several comments and messages about it. (if you have not tried their new sauce I highly recommend you do). So, I now "get" Facebook. My baby sister would be impressed. And no, I do not and will not have a "Top 10 Friends" list. To regress and quote my 12 year old self on having such a list: "WHATEVER!"