Smoke n Mirror Necklace Series – CraftStylish Sunday, Feb 19 2012 

Smoke n Mirror Necklace Series – CraftStylish

 Evening Vamp Necklace, Glamor Gal Goth Statement Bib Necklace, Smoke n Mirrors and One Lone Penguin, La Marelle Couture. From a smokey corner a beam of light shines, dancing around the room from a secret location. It draws you in like a moth to a flame. Is it the lure of danger or the thrill of desire. The beating of the heart feels the same in either scenario. Upon intrigue and longing you respond and move closer. As you gaze upon it’s beauty it reflects back your open mouthed gaze. It is an uncompromising woman wearing a necklace that exists only for her, for there is only one in existence, same as she. Victorian Noir rhinestones chaotically form a modern art necklace like no other. The center piece a mirror that draws onlookers in. The black beauty of the smoke n mirrors series by La Marelle Couture. And the one lone Penguin, well he is there for good measure. This stunning beauty measures 6 inches wide by 6 inches long and the silver, black beaded chain measures 26 inches. The flower in the upper right corner is intentionally left without stones so you may choose a color that reflects your inner desire.

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Here Comes the Bride Friday, Feb 17 2012 

Here comes the bride and she is having it her way, dammit.  Can you blame her?  As women we never and I mean never get a day to have everything we want the way we want it.  It is my hope that in a small way I help the soon to be wife have that perfect day.  Let’s face it, after the wedding day it is on to the real world outside the red carpet and the flowers.

Gone are the days of ladies in waiting to do our bidding.  I sigh thinking how that would be…giggling girls just there to do what ever you ask of them.  Oh the good old days….I mean the very good very very old days. of royalty of course.  Where men were men and the women were ladies.  You embroidered a single handkerchief for weeks just because.  Everyone had one of a kind accessories with their own personal touch.  Artist were revered and rewarded for their gift to create.   You name and initials were carefully and artfully put on everything, along with your crest.  Ahh the crest.  Everyone has one.  The first day I really looked at my family’s crest was the day my son came home with it tattooed on his arm.  I must say it is a stunning bit of royal armor.   Find yours and be proud of it.  Someone in your distant family tree took the time to either make it or have one made.  Every detail is there for a reason, it means something.  Art wasn’t just to draw attention or to sell a product.  It told a story, marked an event, it had real personal meaning.  At some point in your life you will wish it had more meaning.  My job is to bring a little bit of that personal touch to every piece I make.  I send my little bits of heart and soul and hope it ends up in the presence of someone who found it meaningful to own.  Perhaps it will be a keepsake one day.  Or even the funny story told to a child about the crazy purse their grandmother owned by some designer named Hopscotch.  Everyday I make my way and hope to leave little imprints along the way….I am weaving my own crest.

Let me know how your weaving yours.