Queen Bodacious’ House Of Sass
Y’all. I got me a lil jewelry shop over at Etsy. It’s fabulous. Trust. The above photo is actually stuff I made with my own two beady hands. There was a fuckload of some swearing involved in the process.
Because I often have trouble finding bracelets that fit my superheroine-sized, former rugger/shotputter/archer wrists, I decided to make the bracelets of the 8″ variety. If you need a smaller size, just convo me and I’ll do it. Also: send bourbon. It helps me focus now that I’m off gluten/bacon/sugar.
I make beaded sparkly-sparkly* with beads, wire and all manner of gaudy-ass shit.
It’s my therapy. Don’t judge.
Buy.
* This is what I call jewelry that I find delightful. And maybe slightly trashy. But definitely sparkly.
| Etsy: QueenBodacious |
Torn between sparkly things and mention of bourbon…
Mmmmm, shiny. Shiny stuff good.
TGIF - Evident brain meltdown in progress
Mmmmm…brain meltdown. When that happens to me, for some reason it smells like M&Ms.
Hey, Ding! Can you do a rush order ankle bracelet for me? I’m cereal here. It’s my youngest sister’s birthday and I want to give her something fabulous. Problem is, I’m fabulously late…am leaving Wednesday.
Send me an email and I’ll ’splain. I love your bling, man.
Yes. Yes I can. Yes I can and I will. For you, epiphenita, I would hang the moon. Or at least give it a stern warning.
I had no idea you were so talented. Love tht this is your therapy. Makes me not feel so out there when I say my knitting has become my therapy.
Dear Gail:
Most of my talents lately have to do with the preparing of various legumes and raw vegetables without direct supervision, but I find this lacks the aesthetic satisfaction that only beading provides.
Knitting is great therapy! You could be Prime Minister Bodacious or Royal Majesty Bodacious and set up shop too!
Better beady hands than beady eyes. Know what I’m sayin’?
Damn right, Sista Vikki. Tell it.