Orange Bad Bangle Necklace
Yellow Bad Bangle Necklace
Fuchsia Bad Bangle Necklace
Some years ago, I used three bangle bracelets to make a necklace that looked like this:
I called it Three Ring Circus for obvious reasons, not the least of which is the menagerie of animal beads cavorting just outside the fire-hued discs. It Barnum and Bailey'd its way back into my life last week when I was rifling through my reject box for supplies. And when I saw it, it spoke to me. Sure, it was bizarre with its big, bad trio of multicolored rings cobbled together with grade C carabiners. But I knew that it had potential. Plus, I still wanted the bangle angle. Because bangles are everything. I persist in my belief that their talents extend far beyond adorning the wrist, which, let's face it, is not prime real estate, so often hidden behind a handbag or the meaty paw of a Street Fighter-esque suitor. So I got to work. I changed out some of the cabochons, then made three necklaces using my new, oh-so-flexible friend, satin ribbon. And the results are very pleasing, the stuff of opening night rave reviews -- even if I wrote those reviews myself and they're about, not Broadway, but the big top.
I guess sometimes less really is more.
I guess sometimes less really is more.
Except when it comes to clown cars.