I cleaned out my studio yesterday, sorting through the piles, and I mean piles baby, of stuff I had hauled home from a deceased estate auction, about a month ago. (Yes I am tardy, in fact I am still posting about the Tassie holiday, and we came back six weeks ago!) Moving on.
The lady who had died was a real crafter. She tried anything and everything. The trouble is she didn't seem to finish alot of things. There are about twenty knitting projects ranging from just started to just needing to be pieced together. There are half finished toilet dolls, tea cosies, embroideries, tapestries, clothing, macrame, and crotchet what-nots. With all of this there were jars of supplies. Pins, beads, buttons, curtain rings, zippers, and broken necklaces. Except, on tipping out one of the jars of white Czech beads I found this little beauty, a complete necklace.
These have been a favourite of mine since I can remember. I don't think that my mother ever had any czech glass, but I can remember glamourous women wearing them. I used to be fixated by their brooches and earrings and red lipstick.
Here are some examples I found from the net. Ofcourse, Etsy had the nicest ones. They aren't expensive, but as I don't wear jewellery it is a moot point. But, I can give it to my little girlie, because, let's face it, if I didn't give it to her, she would steal it from me.