It's been almost a year since my last post here, and I'm astonished that so many followers have signed on to a long dormant blog.
It makes me smile.
I missed jewelry, and talking about jewelry, and thinking about jewelry. Also: writing about jewelry. Offline, my collection of old & pretty things has grown unwieldy. Sometimes, I like to take the box out to organize by stone, or size, or time period. Like those folks who can't stop rearranging their record collection, I have fallen down the rabbit hole of obsession. (I make my husband pick his favorites, but he always cheats and picks the most sentimental--like the ones he gave me. I cry foul!)
Earlier this year, my mom (a fellow lover of all things old & sparkly) and I decided to put our magpie eyes to good use and thus Bellflower Bay Antique and Vintage Jewelry was born. It's our little Etsy shop full of very pretty, hand-picked things that we travel around looking for. Not just anything can sit in our store: it has to be just right, just interesting enough, just beautiful enough, just perfect enough.
I'll probably put some things up here from the store every once in a while, and I'll definitely still talk about all the over lovelies out there that have been catching my eye.
Let's start with this:
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A kick-ass Victorian Aesthetic ring in our store. Doesn't this look weirdly and beautifully tribal? We have a bunch of traditional pretty things too, of course, but this guy just sings to me. In a very strange language I can't understand, but it sounds like poems in code. Head on over to site for more info.
(Holy crap when did Blogger start cooperating what with the links and pictures and everything?!)
It makes me smile.
I missed jewelry, and talking about jewelry, and thinking about jewelry. Also: writing about jewelry. Offline, my collection of old & pretty things has grown unwieldy. Sometimes, I like to take the box out to organize by stone, or size, or time period. Like those folks who can't stop rearranging their record collection, I have fallen down the rabbit hole of obsession. (I make my husband pick his favorites, but he always cheats and picks the most sentimental--like the ones he gave me. I cry foul!)
Earlier this year, my mom (a fellow lover of all things old & sparkly) and I decided to put our magpie eyes to good use and thus Bellflower Bay Antique and Vintage Jewelry was born. It's our little Etsy shop full of very pretty, hand-picked things that we travel around looking for. Not just anything can sit in our store: it has to be just right, just interesting enough, just beautiful enough, just perfect enough.
I'll probably put some things up here from the store every once in a while, and I'll definitely still talk about all the over lovelies out there that have been catching my eye.
Let's start with this:
A kick-ass Victorian Aesthetic ring in our store. Doesn't this look weirdly and beautifully tribal? We have a bunch of traditional pretty things too, of course, but this guy just sings to me. In a very strange language I can't understand, but it sounds like poems in code. Head on over to site for more info.
(Holy crap when did Blogger start cooperating what with the links and pictures and everything?!)
