I can do it, too. I have a history of starting trends. Remember jelly shoes, the clear ones with glitter in them? I wore them when I was a toddler. 20 years later, they're all the rage from toddlers to adults. Remember how girls used to wrap strands of hair with cotton floss like a friendship bracelet? And then leave it for weeks to turn to dreds? That was all me. (Not that I plan to bring that one back- relax.)
Since the munchkin's been out of the house the past couple days (with family, not just roaming the yard or something..) I've gotten back a little of my creativity. The creativity that mysteriously disappeared right around the time I quit my job. Maybe it's the 30-pound fruit-snack-devouring creature that's been attached to me every moment for the past three weeks! But I love being a stay-at-home mom... yeah... aheh.. ehehe..
Anyway, I'm trying to stick to autumn colors now. No hot pink here. *sigh* But to keep it interesting, I tried something new.. a brooch!
Now the problem here is that I hate, despise, am sickened by the word "brooch." It sounds like a bug. Like when I stick the cicada shells on my shirt at the end of summer to freak my kid out- muahahaha- That's what I think of. Brooch. Just say it, it sounds just like "roach." Unless you say it in an english accent and roll the "r." Make sure to do the nose-in-the-air-eyebrows-raised look too. That's much better.
The other issue is that I'm not really a brooch -shudder- kind of person. Maybe it's the word, I dunno. Maybe I've just never been brave enough to wear them. Like how I've always wanted to be the kind of girl who would look cool walking around with a scarf on her head. That would never be me. People would point and stare. I stick to safe things, like necklaces. And not even the asymmetrical kind, where the pendant is off to the side. Or lariats. But now I might be brave enough to try outrageous things like lariats, because I love brooches! (Nope, still can't think that without shuddering.)
My favorite part is the vintage button. It's so detailed! I wanted it to have a showcase of its own.
Look at me! I don't look elderly at all, I'm adorable! (Not that I have anything against elderly folks, they are in fact [mostly] adorable. But they do seem to wear a lot of brooches.)
Don't look too close. After uploading the picture I realized I had a speck of cinnamon in my teeth (way to go photographer Doug) So I photoshopped it out. And I wasn't just eating cinnamon, they were snickerdoodle (another stupid stupid word) cookies. Boy were they good.
Know what else I was thinking? Maybe a super-bright floral embroidered camera strap.