Bouquet of Memories: Signature Accessories

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ImageSignature accessories are always a source of interest to me.  How about you?  I love the idea of having something that no one else has.  It doesn’t have to be expensive, just meaningful.   Here’s an interesting and unique way to Make A Memory.  Choose a beautiful, long 36-inch chain.  Get one that is sturdy and wear it without a pendant….until you get see one that speaks to you.  Birthstones of your children, your husband’s initials, a feather, a cross, a quote, these are just the beginning of ideas….there’s millions of options.

If you are taking a vacation, buy a charm in each city that you visit.  Visit the local artisan fairs that are literally EVERYWHERE now.   You’ll be amazed at the unique and beautiful pieces that are made by local artists.  You can feel the effort and the energy in each piece they make.

Another idea is to try collecting all the same type of charm.  Buy something you love, like ducks, your initial, angels or even shoes.  Imagine a chain of only four-leaf clovers or stars.  Whatever makes you smile is what you should choose. See how many different ones you can find.

It will be one of a kind.  It will become a signature accessory.  When you’re wearing it, you’ll Feel Dressed.  Polished.  Special.  It will make you smile to hear it jingle when you walk.  You’ll miss it when you aren’t wearing it.

It may take you years to finish this necklace.  You may never declare it to be done.  There may always be another piece to add.  The more you wear it, the more It Will Become You.  It is like your life on a string.  Literally.

 

How do the Italians do it?

     Italian women are world renowned for their sense of fashion, their eyes for style and their ability to walk in high heels.  What’s even more impressive, is they have teeny, tiny little closets.  

     What??? How is that possible?  The first time I was in Italy I was given the privilege of seeing my cousin’s closet in Rome.  It was built into the wall, sleek, and impossibly tiny.  Living in La Citta Eterna means that there are centuries of Roman architecture and art, masses of humanity, and Not A Lot Of Space.  I suppose it’s a trade off….

     The secret is in selection.  Instead of having ten pairs of black trousers, she had one.  Tailored, lined, perfect.  It probably cost a fortune, but just up front.  When I consider how many not quite right pairs of black trousers I have purchased, I’ve probably spent more than she had.  Imagine only having a tiny closet of clothes that fit, match one another, and make you feel beautiful.  

Own less. It’s more.

Traveling light is an idea that has appealed to me for years.  I’ve read articles and blogs about lightening the load, packing less, double duty toiletries….but I think the real appeal is that when you HAVE less, you have MORE.  There is a sense of freedom that comes with Owning Fewer Belongings.  I love the sense of detachment from my stuff.  The Bible says not to store your treasure where moths and thieves can get at it, but rather to store them in heaven.

Beautifully put.

I wonder, if I had to evacuate my house due to pending natural disaster, what things would I take?  Obviously, since my family and my pets are not things, but living beings, they don’t count.  I would already have them in the car.  However; if I were to take a look back into the house of what was Worthy of Saving, what would it be?

I wear the same jewelry all the time.  It’s part of me.  Each piece was given to me by special loved ones.  They hold sentimental value and they have meaning.  I am never without them.

I carry my Bible in my bag….the bag itself would be worth saving.  It was purchased in Italy at The Sirni Pelletteria in Rome.  (That’s a whole other story.)  Dishes?  Candles? Appliances?  Even photographs that are priceless to me have already been loaded out into cyberspace.

Toys?  I do have a lovely china doll my husband put into my Christmas stocking one year after I told him that was my dream as a child to see one peeking out of my stocking.  I would take her….and my purple sock monkey.

What would you bring?  What is Worthy to Ride Away from Disaster?