New Clear Days

Spent the weekend looking for a watch that I picked up at the Value Village last week. I brought it home, took a quick photo of it, showed it to Mr. Andrew and “poof” it disappeared.

I tore the place apart looking for it. The watch still hasn’t turned up, but I discover these two resin bangle beauties. I started snapping up translucent and transparent jewels about 10 years ago when my friend Samra Habib asked me if I had any that she could borrow for a photo shoot. I was embarrassed because I had none.

That situation has been more than rectified now.

PS. I’ve decided that chipped black nail polish is my signature.