Homeless Due to Toxic Mold Monday, Jan 16 2017 

It is insidious, eventually and potentially it will kill its occupancy…..Marelle

https://www.gofundme.com/2z-homeless-for-the-holidayshttps://www.gofundme.com/2z-homeless-for-the-holidays

mom

Many people are unaware of the silent killer within their own homes and communities.  You may have heard of Black Mold but that is a general term for toxic mold.  Not all black mold is toxic and not all toxic mold is in fact black.  An air test by a qualified mold company is the only true tell of what could be causing your illnesses.  Sinus infections,flu like symptoms that won’t go away are just a minuscule of the horrific illnesses this silent killer can do.

 

Actress Brittany Murphy and  her husband died from this horrendous torture.  Brittany Murphy and Husband Death by Black Mold

The CDC has long been aware of this silent killer but little is known by the medical community leading to many misdiagnoses, treating symptoms and even writing off patients off as a hypochondriac or simply crazy.   Just recently there has been several studies showing the suicide and toxic mold connection.  CBS News-was it murder or suicide?

Here is one called the Beginner’s Guide to Toxic Mold…  Mold and Epidemic Suicide Connection

The worst misconception is assuming all mold can just be bleached away.  Toxic mold must be left alone and treated as a hazard.  The CDC has clear outlines to how such homes should be abated.  If you are a renter and want your home tested, they will ask you if you own the home.  If you say no, they will require the owner to ask for the test.  They do now ask for proof so I leave it to you to decide how to answer that question.  The owner also has the right to withhold the findings from you.  This is a violation of your Civil Liberties but you will then need to find a lawyer to demand the release of those findings.  The right to know what you have been exposed to.  Many low income families are stuck in such homes and if any mold issues come up they are evicted and by law they deserve displacement costs but that law is not well known.  The Housing Authority may be able to assist you with that unless your in the wrong county.  That is why I felt compelled to write this post because this family wound up in not one but two wrong counties are are left homeless, disabled and to add insult to injury….no shelter will take them in because they have a service dog.  Federal law seems not to apply to shelters who when asked, simply answered…”It is up to our discretion to not allow service dogs.”  ARE YOU SERIOUS!!

13082750_1121924101175946_323151050594334151_n

I need to end this now as this is absolutely beyond upsetting to me.  I am sharing their daughter’s fund raiser and calling all media that will hear me.  I do hope you do too.  Please take the time to read their story and imagine if you can their pain.  God Bless You All.

Marelle Couture

Advertisements

The Angelic Series by Marelle Wednesday, Mar 2 2016 

“Only One for the One and Only You.”

Inspiration:
My inspiration for this collection was to create Ethereal Angelic pieces to add to my Angel Series.  It was imperative that each piece frame the face beautifully.  Every necklace and headpiece I create is to be custom fitted as to compliment, not compete with one’s outfit or hairstyle.  Every piece is guaranteed to be one of a kind.

Every piece I create, including this series, is inspired by the materials I am using.  I never sketch a design. Rather, I let the pieces unfold into an accessory of fine art.  I only use quality vintage trinkets and treasures so no two pieces are ever the same.  That was my biggest inspiration when creating my line….give new life to previously loved, vintage treasures.  It is true that an object holds onto the energy of its previous owners so great care is taken when acquiring these vintage treasures.

Depending on the pieces I am using and the surface they are being adhered to determines what method I will use to attach them.  I often work on several pieces at one time.  Laying pieces of treasure, sometimes taking hours, deciding on just the right placement for my canvas.  Whether that canvas be a purse, hat, or an actual canvas.  I would suggest to any gal to experiment with a brooch, scarf, a little something to set your accessories apart. And always be up to trying on your jewellery in new ways. I’ve had people use my necklaces as head wraps. I guess what I would like to say is be you in every sense. Your fashion is a reflection of your fabulous individuality, so flaunt it!

Marelle Couture

 

11:11 A Minute in Time…. Friday, Feb 26 2016 

He told me it started so long ago, soon after my brother passed away.  His body left for my mother to find, who would have guessed her fate would one day be mine.  He loved his uncle so big and fun.  He loved video games and my darling son.  After all was over one possession was given to his loving Nephew, an alarm clock, when plugged in the time read 11:11.  He was quite young maybe 8 or so and he felt he should have gotten more from his dear departed Uncle.  As the years went by it became increasingly aware he saw 11:11 everywhere.  He realized he probably got the greatest gift of all for 11:11 is one of the most sacred numbers of them all.  Year after year he would mention it and so when he was an adult on his arm it would go.  His number in ink for all to see.  Branded 11:11 as proud as could be.

1111aaaa

We must back track a bit to when he was just 3, he was inquisitive and bright with a look so seriously.  I remember one occasion on the Merry Go Round his first ever.  He looked all around with a pensive stare, a woman commented, “I guess he didn’t like his fare.”  No she was wrong a dear friend pointed out, he is looking at all the mechanisms, how it moved about.  We went around again and again and he took it all in….God only knows what a mind lie within.  It was at the same age my father taught him to play chess.  My father was a genius, Mensa can attest.  (He went to one meeting and said it was pointless, everyone talking about how smart they are, I’d rather be home watching Scooby Doo or Tom and Jerry.  That was my father he knew what mattered.) So here he was learning the challenging game of chess by the age of 5 my father gave it his best.  He couldn’t beat my son not one more time, he didn’t want to play anymore with that brilliant son of mine.  If you are English you know how funny that was, what is the point if you know you will loose no matter the cause.

05-21-2015 09;58;31AM.jpg

He was a beautiful child with dimples for days, I called him cow eyes for they had the deepest gaze.  Deep and dark and hard to deny, he was a beautiful soul and wished to fly.  That is him my Carmel kid, what a beauty my God did give.

Time however decided to be quite cruel in ways one dares not even think of until it happens to you.  A most perilous situation I found myself in, moving was our only course of action and that my greatest sin.  Bullied and picked on in ways I never knew, for his cow eyes now were angry, nothing bright or new.  He found some solace in music and martial arts at least I hope.  Both came naturally….”Can’t everyone read music?”  “No my son I assure you nadda nope.”  His talents spilled over into art and intellect he doubted his gifts every step of the way, but 11:11 followed him every day.  I was ill most of his childhood as my daughter knows well, she has been caring for me for as long as she can tell.  All her life, but her story is for another day 11:11  is the minute in this time on this day.

my babiesa.jpg

As he grew into a young man he was so strong and silent.  Hard to understand.  With every gift of discernment God gave me I couldn’t read him but he could read me.  If I so much as thought of a word I wanted to say it would fly out of his mouth, he was so much faster that way.  I told him of his gifts, he just didn’t know, he was blessed too. The gift of knowing.

The unkind years they took it’s toll and he was angry and rightfully so.  Yet still a decision had to be made, do we live in fear in hopes he can be saved.  I gave it my all, I called everyone, pleaded with Doctors to look beyond, he wasn’t just another one.  The Valley With a Heart or so they say.  They failed to mention it was a cold heart made of poisonous clay.  I thought if I could just keep trying and I failed I would find some comfort in the effort although to no avail.  We had some moments I cherish that is true, there were some kind words tucked in between the two.   11:11 One minute in time filled with so much meaning and that clock you can’t unwind.

korey

I would later find that number was his destiny for it’s meaning is so fine, half Angel half Human, a call to the divine.  I remember the day he opened his mind to God, he found a sign in the library, funny he and my father spent much of their time there.  It was a random book he pulled off the shelf and a bookmark fell out and on it read…”One moment can change a day, One day can change a life and One life can change the world.”  It was the moment I had prayed for all of his life.  Before that book mark he would hear nothing of the Lord, why would he, after all he endured.  He even found a church around the corner where he stayed, he just walked in and joined with the others and began to pray.  He knew not what religion nor did he or I care.  He asked me to attend with him and one Sunday I was well enough and I swear….St. Mary’s was the church, the faith of generations before him.  A Catholic Church with the name that bore him.

koreya.jpg

I watched my MMA trainer, my darling son deteriorate before my eyes, my cries heard by no one.  Doctors looking at the tears in my eyes.  He was just another number, like cattle at best. I asked everyone please pray, I am watching my son die a little each day.  Then he showed up at my house as he would like clockwork, on my porch he stood.  He wanted to show me his second tattoo…the 11:11 on his right arm fresh and new.  He beamed with delight and pride.  I admired it and cherished his smiling eyes.  For 3 months we talked and we laughed it was so wonderful getting to know him again. Although he was incredibly sad he managed many a grin. No matter the day no matter what mood we were in, we always said I love you and I am proud to say those were the last words we uttered before he slipped away.  Those were some of the best days I will never forget making Christmas cookies together and drinking tea.   He was proud of his Very English name, that Crest graced his other arm.  That is where I will spread his ashes, after one stop at the pub…all drinks on me, we will celebrate in style the English way, with a pint and a smile.   Hip hip hurray!!

walmsley arms.jpgaaa

WE are all born with two sides with pertinacity to sin.  It is clear when you look at him the battle he was in….

He begged me to forgive him if he didn’t make it at all, he felt he missed his awakening to God’s  call.  We talked over and over about this every day.  I told him the fact that he found God meant he awakened that day.  Then one morning I was going to the hospital, it was an often occurrence, this time destination Morristown and he asked to come along.  As we awaited our ride he told me something I remember every day.  “The goal when you die mom is to forgive those who hurt you.”  “To not be the Grim Reaper and take vengeance afforded you.”  I only listened most of the time he spoke as I got ready and grabbed my coat.  We got to the ER and I was rushed inside, when your a heart patient that is the way of it, the front of the line you go into a private room.  My son was pacing and very nervous more than most days.  I saw why when I was to have a test done and wheeled away. Smack dab in front of my private room was a sign, my right hand to God …..it read…(they said they put it there above the shredder so employees would be more careful of the documents they shredded.)

grim-reaper

I asked him if he saw it and yes of course he did, he noticed everything, including the room I was in..#1111, I still have a hard time with that one.  I received no care that day, nothing new, the trip was solely for me to see what I already knew I was loosing my son.

Everyday he would call at exactly 8:36am, to ask to come over and just spend the day within his safe haven, not my house, not my home, but in my heart he was never alone.  Until the day the phone didn’t ring, I told myself things like Oh he probably slept in.  I called all day and finally the time came.  With a screwdriver in hand I was going in.  I had no key, I was going in, he left the key, he knew I would be going in.  And there he was lying face down, I will never forget that moment or the lack of sound.  After the police arrived I sort of floated out, I looked up and said…”I don’t blame you one bit baby, you fought a hell of a fight, your time to sit this one out.”  The day was 12/20/13, just days before my Birthday, then Christmas and on 12/30 he would have been 22.  For 11 days every year it is hell to get thru.  Only 8 months later we lost our home all we had, my daughter and I all alone no deeper sadness I have ever had.  The Valley With A Heart where no Catholic church would bless his ashes.  I brought him back home to the church where he was baptized and the Priest did something no other funeral has ever had, he did the Christmas prayer for my son Korey Francis. “He was God’s gift that year, he wanted a dear friend to sit near, he chose Korey Francis, my son, for his grandest gift.”Father said.   What that priest did was give me a way to process it somewhat emotionally, yes what a gift.  MY SON was chosen above them all.  My half man half angel now entertains God in heaven with deep conversation and I imagine he plays chess with my father with mutual admiration.

He left me a note but that is only for me.  What I will say is weeks after his death I found out his friend Eric put that 11:11 tattoo on his arm.  He asked me if I wanted the stencil because Korey drew it with his owe hand, he just inked it on.

Of all the possessions we lost somehow this tracing paper thin stencil survived and when I am ready I will have it put on my skin.  My only tattoo in memory of my only son in remembrance of the battle he did win.

theee 1111.jpg

 

Korey Francis you were one of the great ones.  It is not your fault no one saw that in you.  The spiritual Warfare battle you fought only you truly knew.  I hear you loud and clear and this post was most hard to do but the words just spilled onto the keyboard, no need to write.  You did it for me perfectly worded, to save someone or perhaps many down here….For whoever needs to read your words you whispered in my ear.

Not a moment goes by I think and wonder what Korey would say as he flew on by…..always with me my precious son, my body guard stronger than anyone.  I love you always my only son……Mom the Proudest one.

Sing Me to Sleep

 

Marelle Couture Bridal Collection Slideshow. Friday, Feb 26 2016 

Dedicated to generations of true love, unfeathered none above.  For there still is for a hopeful few….a heart that beats just for you…..Marelle

clare

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNaEepK5wfU

 

 

Salt Protection Pendant/Amulet, Sel Protection Pendentif Wednesday, Feb 17 2016 

Salt has been used for many generations to ward off negativity and aid in protection. My Grandmother used it in this manner and was a devote Catholic. I just love this feeling of protection and I have small sachets hung on my doors to the outside of our house. You never know who is going to stop by and leave some draining energy. It is also used in prayer services by some devote Christians to ward off evil and cleanse a home.

What ever your beliefs may be they are quite stunning. I usually create these one of a kind Amulets on a made to order basis. Simply contact me to get the process started and have a personal piece of jewelry that does more than just look pretty.  It is also used by many brides wishing to insure their special day and marriage be one of happiness and protection from all evil.

I think they are just lovely and own a few myself…this one is my favorite.    il_570xN.290599176.jpg

God Bless You All…..Marelle Couture

 

Purse Etiquette / Bourse Etiqutte Monday, Feb 15 2016 

The fine art of Purse Etiquette or Bourse Etiqutte, yes there is a way a woman carries her bag or purse that sends a message….

When was the last time you picked up a copy of Emily Post’s Guide to Etiquette? Although I’m sure it has been a while, it is important for Mademoiselles to know the subtle nuances of etiquette when out and about on the streets and social society.

bluepurse
1. Let’s take, for today, the proper way to carry your bag,
(*Note: the difference between a purse and a handbag is price.
A purse is valued at under $100, a bag at over. ), I found that to be quite the factoid.
2. When you are walking around, your bag should be situated in your left hand, in the crook of your left elbow, or on your left shoulder. Notice a pattern? LEFT.

3. When passing a friend on the street, you should be able to easily offer your right hand to greet without jostling your bag out of the way. Your right hand should always be available to socialize.

4. When you carry your bag in your right hand, on your right shoulder, or particularly in the crook of your right elbow, you are, in essence, flipping the world off and letting them know you are rude and socially unavailable.  In other words….leave me alone if you please.

5. If you carry a briefcase, this rule does not apply to you as rigidly. It is commonly accepted that one who works, and therefore has a briefcase, does not always have time to be sociable. Your purse may then be carried on your left and your briefcase in your right hand. (good to know)

6.When you are dining, your bag may not be placed on the table. Ever Ever. Really. It is considered incredibly rude, even if you are carrying a Haute Couture, to place your bag on the dining surface. Your bag has two possible resting sites:

A.  If it is day, you may place your bag in an empty chair (at the same table, do not drag another chair to your table just to avoid the floor. Yes, germs and bacterial are there but you should remedy that with a wipe of your choice.

B.  You may also place your bag on the floor to the left of you. (Why the left? Because the server should be coming to your place setting from the right, and you certainly do not want to trip him. Also, for your protection–it is much more obvious to reach with your right hand to the place on your left to try to steal someone’s bag than it is to lean with your left.

C.  Finally, because when you stand up at the end of your meal, you should be able to seamlessly pick up your bag with your left hand and shake hands with your meal partners.) You may never place your bag on the back or arm of the chair. We are Social Ladies, and, therefore, we are not tacky or risky to allow for a quick snatch and grab.

D.  If is it evening, you may place your bag in your lap, under your napkin, or behind you in your chair. Those are your only two options. Well, if you are sitting on a bench-style seat, you may place your bag between you and your date.  Bench seating is not very classy but in any seating arrangement you can carry off grace and elegance by sitting up straight, head held high and smile invitingly.

Thank you to Emily Post for your Etiquette to dos.  I think next we will look into the dos and don’t of the world of Haberdashery.

Marelle Couture

The Divine Destiny of Making Royal Crowns Saturday, Jan 23 2016 

By Marelle Couture

 

It always begins with one single piece.  It may be brass, tarnished silver, broken jewelry, wood, or even glass.  Something catches my eye and the process begins.  Each crown is created in the same way…..every piece of the crown is dependent on the others.  Like dominoes in reverse.

 

For this crown I wanted to create a grand piece of art with many surprises hidden in and around.  Only pieces of age and wisdom, tattered by time and memories are used.  I feel like I am giving a second life to something that had great meaning to someone from long ago.  My hope is that it makes them happy, not forgotten.

crown process

It is a slow process adhering each piece together.  Many different methods are used depending on what materials I am using.  For this crown a special industrial epoxy was used for much of it.  In some cases one single piece would take days for the epoxy to cure before I could continue.

That beautiful beaded bottom fabric was once on a beautiful vintage dress.  All torn and tattered….all but for it’s best feature, the collier.  The little cherub, a milk pitcher, even an old train token.  Anything is fair game.  We have smashed type writers and old clocks that stopped ticking years ago.  And for what?  You know the saying…” You can’t take it with you.”….. but that does not mean a little piece of you can’t live on.  I wonder who the woman was that wore that brass headband or the one who used the upside down thimble holding it in place.  The love that was put into each piece of clothing she sewed or sock she mended, now sits atop a crown of great stature.

crown processa

Old key holes, not ones you can buy at a craft store…no no no.  These you find at salvage yards, estate sales and on it goes.  Do you see the fishing lure on the left?  That was mine from my own tackle box.  It was given to me by my father, I prefer live bait so on the crown it went.  I always always put a lil bit of me in each and every piece I make.  Not just the crowns….in everything.

crown3

The details in this crown are abundant.  The tiny cherub is now surrounded by many new creatures, treasures and he now delicately holds the Blessed Mother charm on his wing.  This is what I wanted when I started this piece.  Surprises from every angle.  The more  you look the more you see.  Many of my pieces have little containers or pill boxes you can open.  Some owners of my work may never even find them….it makes me smile.

crown1crowncrown4

Surprises abound and surround this piece of wearable art.  The furs I use are and always will be vintage. I use torn coats, outdated for some reason or another, shawls, hats, etc.  You may not agree with my reason for using it at all.  That is understandable.  I am and always will be an animal lover.  My father and I use to stop even on highways to grab a turtle, or hurt bird.  Cars flying past us on windy upper part of Route 23, where no one can see what is ahead…all to save a snapper turtle.  I detest animal cruelty in all forms.  I am also a realist….sadly there is a market for fur items.  We all know this, I feel and I pray by using vintage fur, perhaps that is one less animal used for fashion.  I also believe it pays homage to the creature that wore his or her coat with pride.  That is why Hopscotch Couture will never ever use new materials, not fur, not silk, etc.  Not on my watch.

           Heavy is the head that wears the crown…….Wear it well.

 

Photographer Presley Ann
Model Kristina Schroeder
Hair and Makeup by T Cooper Mua

This majestic crown below was created with the same attention to detail.  Like all the crowns before and after this one…..I allow them to become the Divine Destiny of their previous owners…..Decadence by Design.

crown n red

Antique drawer pulls, buttons, and chains.

047a

Wings from a broken angel that once graced the top of a families Christmas tree.

alaska1

Another Brass Beauty…..

020a

One of my first.  It started out as a vintage beaded headband and the rest was left to circumstance.

These last two are works in progress.  One Brass…One Glass.  I can’t wait to see their Divine Destiny.

IMG_1967bglasscrown

For you see we are all works in progress.  Broken bits here and there, with patina from scars of long ago.  We are ALL here creating our own Divine Destiny.   And we are ALL Decadent by design…just consider the artist that created you.

Marelle Couture

Touring Lamarelle’s Gallery of Delicious & Delectable Purses Curated by Lady Violette Saturday, Sep 13 2014 

This is a visual feast! These beautiful vintage purses have been artistically embellished  and reinvented by my dear friend and soul mate La Marelle. La Marelle is a designer who “coutures” vintage purses and other vintage items that she finds to create new works of wonder each as delectable and enticing as the incredible pastries in a deluxe French bakery. Every one of her designs looks good enough to eat!

Last night I dreamed that I was having tea with Marelle in an elegant turn of the century tearoom in Paris named Pastisserie La Marelle; and these purses were actually little cakes that were brought out to guests to select from a pastry tray and served to actually eat on exquisite antique French flowered china plates. Elegant teas served in magnificent ornate tea pots and delicate vintage bone china tea cups and saucers, each one a unique design, accompanied the delicious purse cakes made of butter cream and chocolate and vanilla cakes and icings and filled with rich custards layered with tart berry souffles and layers of candied oranges and lemons. Some were embellished with cherries or peaches and nuts and other fruits, and some with sugared flowers and leaves. These miniature purse shaped cakes were wheeled out on an ornate antique pastry cart by child waiters dressed in tiny tuxedos with coat tails who asked guests with impeccable manners, ” Would you like to choose a cake Madame?” And of course we did! They came ’round again when you had finished one to offer you another.

Our little waiter was named Aubrey, after the artist Aubrey Beardsley. He was about six years old and he explained, “You can eat as many as you like because these cakes have no calories! They just look good and taste wonderful! ” Of course we chose another, and another, and another as soon as we had eaten the one that came before! Marelle and I feasted on purse cakes and talked for hours and at the end of the afternoon agreed that we must come here regularly, once a week, and do this again. We made a reservation to return for another tea and cake date next weekend.

Now let’s have a look at some of the delicious purse cake selections on the pastry menu and while you are visually feasting on these delectable designs keep in mind that these cakes are available as a real purses in La Marelle’s couture store. The details and location will be given at the end of this story.

There is my favorite, the Lady Violette, named after me, and our miniature waiter Aubrey expertly explains that is concocted of rich but light chocolate and mocha cakes layered with chocolate and raspberry butter cream inside and elaborately decorated with glace frosting in two shades of chocolate stripes, light milk chocolate and dark bittersweet chocolate, on the outside. It is then trimmed with a pure dark chocolate coin purse, a butter cream ruffle along the closure flap and an edible marzipan perfume bottle. The handle and strap are made of edible caramel and chocolate flavored strips! The gold and silver accents are made of edible metallic gold and silver dragoons. The label of the perfume bottle and the woman’s portrait face on the coin purse are made of almond flavored marzipan! He assures us these are not at all fattening saying, “We make these cakes without calories because this is a couture bakery and we know that our customer’s love to partake of elegant deserts and designs but must keep their figures in order to wear their couture ensembles.”

Aubrey shows us cake purse after cake purse, each one as different and as interesting and intriguing as the one before. Each one looks incredibly delicious!

We ask how they have managed to remove the calories while retaining the integrity of these elegant deserts. He explains that this is a top secret scientific process! He also assures us that it is done without removing any of the taste you would expect from an elegant European pastry!

He does tell us that he and his artist father developed it in their California cooking laboratories using all organic ingredients and the latest scientific baking methods, then brought these to France at La Marelle’s request.

He further explains that they decided to unveil the results of their research in Paris because this was the home of the world’s best pastries and couture, and, if it was a success there it would ultimately become an international success. He had quite the business acuman for such a young man! We were very impressed!

He also tells us that he has always loved international cuisines and teas and is able to pursue his other interests in the arts while working at this restaurant in Paris. He is studying sculpture when he is not working. We ask him if he is not a bit young to be living away from his parents and siblings and his home in CA and working in Paris?  As ladies, we have begun to feel motherly concern toward him as he is such a sweet and intelligent little boy.

He assures us that he is fine living in Paris and loves it here,! Plus, he says, his little sister, Madamoiselle Coco who really is named after Coco Chanel, will soon be joining him to study fashion design. He is a year older and wanted to come ahead to establish an apartment on the Left Bank and get everything set up for her before she arrives. We ask him how old she is. He tells us she is five years old! And he goes on to say that she is already well known for her fashion designs and styling capabilities in Southern California! She even owns a La Marelle Couture Purse which was personally made for her by the designer herself because she felt an instant report with Coco and wanted her to have it.

Coco is the youngest fashionista owner of a LaMarelle Couture Purse that we know of. He told us that many people stop Coco on the street to ask her about her La Mareele handbag and find out who designed it. It has been quite the conversation piece! I am sure that happens to anyone who carries or wears one of La Marelle’s couture creations!

Again we express our concern that they are both a bit young to be leaving home, aren’t they? He assures us that their parents visit often because their mother loves Paris and their father is an artist who shows in modern art galleries around the world. Young Aubrey tells us he has helped his father set up his art in his shows all his life. He explains that that is one of his areas of expertise so he is always available when a show needs to be hung. He also loves to attend the gallery openings and explains that he would never miss one. He also explains that he himself loves to dress up in special attire to attend these events. We are charmed by him of course!

Young Aubrey assures us he is mature enough to handle this adventure, “Look at me he says, I have a job, I support myself, I am a specialist of sorts already.” We are quite impressed!

And he tells us he is ageless from eating many of these cakes! Aha we think! Women ( and men) will like that aspect of these delicacies as well! Will they not?

He keeps showing us more and more cake purses and describing the ingredients and flavors with amazing baking expertise. Honestly, we are quite impressed by his knowledge! He also tells us we can eat as many as we like and that it will make us all the more creative, fashionable and colorful if we eat more of them. Wow!

I ask him, ” Is it okay then to be a glutton for both designer handbags and pastries?” “Yes, definitely!” he assures me,”It will make you very healthy and very beautiful!”

As he serves us, pouring more tea whenever we need it without being asked, and assures us that he feels quite capable of taking care of his little sister after she arrives! He says, “We have always been best friends as well as brother and sister and I am eager to see her develop her design talents. She has always expressed herself artistically with her clothes. She does such amazing things that people stop us on the streets to give us compliments. She is a natural!”

“Where?” we ask, “is she going to study?” As we continue to daintily devour beautifully decorated and deliciously flavored ornate and tasty purse shaped cakes!

“Right here” he answers, “where I can watch over her with The Great Couturier La Marelle!”

I was quite surprised! I looked quizzically at Marelle, herself, sitting right across from me and asked, “Is this a dream or is this really happening?”

And she smiled like the Mona Lisa and said in her charming voice,  ” You shall see! You shall see! Time Will Tell!”

~~~~~~~~

Then I woke up! And I wrote down the details of my dream immediately so that I would not forget this fantastic story. And who knows? It very well might come true! Parts of it already are happening for these delicious looking purses are already available to purchase and carry as real calorieless fashion design indulgences from La Marelle’s Shop Hopscotch Couture. And all the people cast in this dream story are real people with the real names and the real talents described and attributed to them in this story.

Here is where you can view more of Marelle’s work and purchase many of the purses featured in this post as well as others. Marelle is cooking up new ones on a regular basis. She is always whipping up some fantastic dreamy new frothy creation! Feast your eyes and visit her shop. And remember that these delicacies have zero calories! Just as the fantastic little waiter in his tux and tails described them!

Marelle’s work is so diverse and extensive – she currently has over 400 pieces listed for sale in her Etsy shop alone.

By the way, La Marelle means hopscotch in French, so Marelle named her shop on Etsy Hopscotch Couture. To visit her Etsy store and view the entire gallery go to: http://www.etsy.com/shop/HopscotchCouture.

Royal Roar Lion Pendant… Saturday, Sep 13 2014 

Statement Lion Charm n Chain Necklace. Antique Brass Lion Head Accessory. Adorned with vintage jewelry and chain. A bold statement piece for the Lion or Lioness at heart.   https://www.etsy.com/listing/203298887/large-lion-pendant-bold-brass-narnia?ref=shop_home_active_2

 

100_4208.jpgaaa

This head turner pendant measures 5 inches long by 2 inches wide and 1 inch high. The chain measures 24 inches long.

**To see other lion pieces by Marelle click here…. https://www.etsy.com/shop/HopscotchCouture/search?search_query=lion&order=date_desc&view_type=gallery&ref=shop_search

To Catch A Plagiarist Tuesday, Sep 2 2014 

To Catch A Plagiarist

I wanted to share some tips on how I keep track of what websites my pieces are on and how I have found a couple plagiarists.

Maybe every month or so I search my name and shop name in Google and click images. If you scroll your mouse over each image the website address will show up at the bottom of the photo. If it isn’t one of yours then check it out. Many times it is just someone who likes your works and is innocently sharing the link to your shop. This is a good thing.  The more links the better.  😉

I hope you never stumble across a site that is taking credit for your work. You would be amazed how blatant some people are. Remember, if it is true and you have proof that it is indeed your piece, you can speak up and out them. BE CAREFUL not to let emotion get the better of you and go on a rampage. Short and to the point….this piece is my work and here is the proof….that is where you can put the link to the item sold. The picture will show up even though the item is no longer in your shop.

One last tip….if a potential sale feels wrong then Google the client. The internet is a vast source of information on everyone.  This is how I caught Bradley Scott Marlow blatantly taking credit for my work.  He had his attorney purchase his pieces for him.  The have both been reported and will have to face their actions.  Please keep in mind mail fraud and internet fraud is rapidly on the rise and patience is key here.  Simply move on to your next project…Thanks for the great photos Haliz Photography.  All of their websites have been shut down.   

 

minemine1lovely a

I will be posting more tips when dealing with photographers, stylist, and any other people that wish to photograph your pieces…..What to do when they steal them or damage them….in the meantime, I recommend you not deal with Anna Jefferies, she has stolen many of my pieces, she too is awaiting her fate with criminal charges.   Theft is theft and the amount can be high enough to warrant Federal charges. http://annajefferiesphotography.com/  I also recommend you not do business with Christa Dickson…my pieces were shipped back to the UPS store not to me.  They were completely damaged and not one photo resulted from this endeavor.  https://www.facebook.com/ChristaDicksonPhotography.  What she didn’t anticipate is that the manager of the UPS is a very dear friend of mine and photographed the whole mess.  Again another one that is being dealt with. 

No matter how much you look into these photographers, (I spoke with them on the phone, did checks on both of them) it still can happen.  The majority of the people I have worked with have been stellar and the experience with them was wonderful.  I have done multiple collaborations with some of them and formed some great friendships. 

Don’t let fear stop you.  It is sadly a part of this business and if it was easily prevented you wouldn’t see so many high end knock offs. 

Just keep going forward and do what God intended for you to do…..create. 

 

Next Page »