|Emerald beads; photo courtesy of Pierres de Charme|
When my friend Clare heard that, she burst out laughing, imagining every penny earned would wind up on my neck, and while I have not succumbed, stones like those below are giving my pearl love some serious competition.
|Tanzanites and zircons|
Going back to work is an adjustment. I'm trying to catch on quickly and not make mistakes, but I've made them. I bought a lunch bag, what every women who ever sat at a desk knows as work pants, an iPad. Excel and I are dating again.
|The Passage: Open by Chance|
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Till you wander through again, be well, be your ineffable self, be adventurous...in pearls and, I should now add, in coloured gems!
And if it's the last thing I post for awhile, it must be pearls! It's Isabella Rosselini (so touching in the documentary "Ingrid Bergman: In Her Own Words"), who's pearled up lately: a rope of mixed white, black and gold pearls (they look like Tahitian and South Seas), to which she sometimes adds a second rope, of whites. Wear it and wear it!