I just want you to know I made this necklace.
I put a charm on a piece of black string. So I made it.
The jewelry line Ippolita had a party last night where you could make your own charm necklace. I’m terrified when they have tables like that at parties. I get flashback to crafts at summer camp. I never went to summer camp. But in my head, where the flashbacks are, it’s horrible.
So normally I’m left sitting there gluing my fingers together while other crafty “beauty and fashion bloggers” use “skills” and come away with magical things. But not this time! Ippolita had a naked woman’s bust charm. So I took it. And put it on that string. And then I was done.
The picture I am showing here is basically my greatest jewelry making accomplishment to date.
But! I need to make jokes about wearing a silver bust that don’t all hinge on the phrase “busted.” Which works multiple ways! “Is that a naked woman?” “Oh, busted!” “What’s that necklace?” “Well, it’s kind of busted.”
Incidentally, no one is getting the connection, and I am having to explain it. It’s embarassing. So. Better joke, now, please.