I absolutely adore beady jewellery, and guess what I do have quite a few beady necklaces. If you look back through my reasons-to-be-cheerful posts, then you will see that #7 was also a beady necklace.
For me, coloured beads and cheerfulness go hand in hand.
I've been doing the rounds of the town's charity shops this week, and spotted this fabulous necklace in the British Heart Foundation. Its not thrifted :: the BHF does sell various new items, including a small range of interesting jewellery.
I love the fact that the beads look so much like sweets, and even though they're made of plastic I just couldn't resist it's charms. True, I much prefer glass beads, like prefering wool/cotton yarn to acrylic, but hey-ho, I made an exception for this beauty.
Yes, I think I can bring myself to wear plastic beads if they look like this, and for the charming price of £4.99, well, I am quite smitten.
At the same time as buying the necklace, I also spotted this beaded ring.
Its a fantastic construction of elastic thread and tiny beads, topped with an array of semi-precious stones.
I absolutely love it to bits.
Was it Costly?
Nah, less than two pounds.
I had to show you this lovely ring as it looks on my finger, but my goodness, when I took the photograph and saw the macro close-up of my own hand, I was totally horrified.
The beautiful ring looked like it was on the finger of your great-great-granny.
Honestly, my hands look ancient :: lined and dry and wrinkly.
My God, I have wrinkly hands, it's quite a shock.
I quickly had to go search out my emergency Winter-months Hand Rescue Treatment.
Had to lather my hands up before I could take a half-way decent picture.
Still, cheerfulness and all that, not letting the state of my hands drag me down.