I woke up this morning and the longest stare began at the wall directly in front of my bed.
I have my necklaces hanging on two finished pieces of wood, attractive and meant to entice me into wearing them. Looking at the 11 unique necklaces, only 4 of them have graced my neck. And by graced, I mean I’ve worn them once or twice. Either I have yet to hit that phase or necklaces are not my thing. I seem to always buy them in the vain hope that I will wear them superfluously, but I never do. The interesting thing is, I buy them when I see them on other ladies, ones who wear them perfectly. But necklaces and me don’t get along. I think I have to get rid of them. In the meantime, here are a few examples of why I wasted my money.
I have my necklaces hanging on two finished pieces of wood, attractive and meant to entice me into wearing them. Looking at the 11 unique necklaces, only 4 of them have graced my neck. And by graced, I mean I’ve worn them once or twice. Either I have yet to hit that phase or necklaces are not my thing. I seem to always buy them in the vain hope that I will wear them superfluously, but I never do. The interesting thing is, I buy them when I see them on other ladies, ones who wear them perfectly. But necklaces and me don’t get along. I think I have to get rid of them. In the meantime, here are a few examples of why I wasted my money.
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