THE BLING BOX

I don't know about you but when I'm in a bad mood
I rummage through my jewelry boxes.
The magpie in me really lightens up and I feel a bit
smug when I look at all the beautiful pieces of vintage
bling I've picked up over the years.
The Jewish stereotype in me feel even more smug
when I think about how little I actually paid. Ha ha!

There's jewelry boxes everywhere in my bedroom,
more than I can count on my fingers (I can't help it!)
but this particular one is my favorite.
It's a Victorian sewing box (it looks rather Art Deco
but it's not) that used to belong to my man's gran.
It was in a bad state when I got it but I cleaned it up,
oiled it and replaced the old band that you lift the top
part with and I also removed the icky green felt that
was inside the lid and replaced it with a piece of nice
vintage wallpaper.

In this box I only store my favorite bling...