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You know that feeling when you know you've done something good? Maybe your best?

It's really too bad that most of us, women especially, feel like we should be ashamed of feeling proud of ourselves or our work. Like it isn't "seemly" or "ladylike" or even just plain polite.

But it is, darn it. It's a positive emotion. It feels good. Why shouldn't we let ourselves indulge in it when we deserve it? Men don't seem to have a problem with feeling like they're the best. Recently, I think it was on Lindy West, I saw a t-shirt that read something like "Please give me the confidence of a mediocre white man".

And how. So I'm going to toot my own horn a bit. 


There. 

I love this piece. I love that I made it. I love the bright, 16 gauge sterling silver, the smooth little washer beads (which are REALLY hard to find), my hand hammered clasp. I love the blue lampwork beads. It's all I can do to keep from licking them like they are little candies. Yes, I'm weird. They are handmade from a Wisconsin glass artist (I really have to get her name the next time I'm at Stoned and Wired) and won't ever be replicated. How often do you get to buy a seriously one-of-a-kind piece? Not often in today's mass-market, mass-production world.  

It rocks. And I don't feel guilty about it.

Want to buy it? You should. It's gorgeous. And I made it. So click here to purchase.




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