Time’s been a bit crunchy today, so it’s nearly a miracle that I found time for my pre-sale post. But I got it all conquered up, so here are the Superstars!

Superstars March 2015 - click us to get to the Superstars page!

Superstars March 2015 – click us to get to the Superstars page!

In other news, a biiiig hailstorm got us yesterday. There were little pea-sized ones and giant golf-ball sized ones, brought to us by 80mph winds. Yessirree, it went smackety-smack all upside my house for a good 20 minutes while the tornado sirens sounded throughout. And yes, there were also tornadoes in the usual places. Spring has sprung, nothing new here. I suspect that Oklahoma City’s current high rating of Top Places To Live is going to slide down the chart rather quickly as springtime progresses into summer and our famous late afternoon massacres stomp all over us as they’re wont to do. Our property values are low for a reason, people, and I assure you it has nothing to do with Toby Keith. Traffic has already gotten bad enough these last couple of years since they started screwing with the traffic signals. Stay in Connecticut and California if you know what’s good for you. If I weren’t so committed and didn’t have so much family here, I’d probably get the hell out, myself.

Anyway! Great Superstars on tap in about an hour from now… here’s what’ll happen:

7:30PM Central Time – 8PM Central Time: Sale preview. Take this time to look, read, decide. Feel free to ask questions.

8PM Central Time – start sending in your requests!

See you there!


….and in case you were wondering what “Veni, vidi, meatball” means, it means I found the Mad Libs my dad and I did when I was young. I had a good nostalgic giggle at Dad’s answer to my request for an Italian word.

Etsy. Again.

In keeping with their famously cutesy ideals, the geniuses at Etsy have apparently put a precocious kindergartener in charge of revamping the category structure. Now, I find no category at all for glass of any sort, including blown glass, fused glass or lampwork. (Seriously, how dumb is this? No category available for glass pipes now that doobage is in the works to be federally decriminalized? Another tick in the Derp column for Etsy.) And this is the only significant goof-up that I noticed with a cursory glance. My particular items (lampwork glass beads) have been moved to the Craft Supplies & Tools> Jewelry & Beading > Beads >  category. And this would make sense, but there is no further subcategory for lampwork, or even glass beads, or gemstone beads or pearls or plastics. Instead, there are now about a zillion subcategories for every *shape* of bead imaginable… of all things, potato beads have their very own category. Potato beads? What the hell is a potato bead? You’d think that with the gobs and gobs of money they seem to be making, Etsy could hire a competent professional when they get these fantastic new remodeling ideas. But that would make entirely too much sense, wouldn’t it? Looks like I might have to get way more serious about using better tags so that people might actually be able to find my beads on the off chance they come from the Etsy home page.

"if they seem off, you can edit them." Oh, etsy, so magnanimous of you.

“if they seem off, you can edit them.” Oh, etsy, ever so gracious.

Yes, I know. I’ve pissed and moaned about Etsy numerous times and you’re probably sick to death of hearing about it. It isn’t that I like to complain, but I am an idealist, after all. Etsy makes drastic, nonsensical changes, and with such regularity, that I can’t simply let it pass on by without saying anything. I went to Etsy from eBay in 2009 in the vain hope that I could be a part of something slightly less corporate than what eBay had become. Most of my peers and buyers (existing and potential) had jumped eBay’s ship for Etsy’s calmer waters. I’ll admit, there’s nothing like the thrill of watching your eBay auction get bid up sky high. By the same token, I understood that, from the buyer’s perspective, duking it out on eBay for a set of glass beads had grown tiresome by then. I guess I never bonded with Etsy the way I did with eBay. eBay appealed to my punk-rock sensibilities – eBay has that down in the dirt, anything goes, “we’re not your friends”, grungy flea-market thing going for it. Etsy is just too wide-eyed and plinky-plunky, and too clean and polished to be believable. My grandpa always said, never trust a man whose shoes are too shiny…

The truth at the core of this is that it’s really up to the artisan, the maker of the items they list for sale on Etsy, to promote and advertise their shops. Etsy is just a glorified shopping cart with the added benefits of faulty logic and whimsicle f*ckery. As long as I can see Etsy for what it truly is, I won’t get too lathered up about it.

All that said, if you still prefer the Etsy experience when buying from me, you haven’t a thing to worry about. I will continue to use Etsy for specials/quick sales when I don’t feel like messing with a big Superstars sale, and I’ll continue to announce it here since that seems to work quite well. But since I’m getting more Superstars mailing list sign-ups lately, this tells me that I ought to focus more on that for a while…

SO! I’m having a Superstars sale next week! Mark your calendars for next Thursday, March 26th. If you’re on the mailing list, you’ll be hearing all about it next week.

While you wait, here’s a really cute video titled “Dogs Annoying Cats with Friendship.”

Superstars TONIGHT!

And here they are, bask in their glory:


we’re superstars! come see us tonight! click on us to get there.


Goodness gracious! I really have been busy.

I’m telling you, after the Superstars dust settles I must clean my house this weekend. Dust bunnies and packing peanut crumbs are littering the entire place. This is silly, but I usually only clean stuff when I’m perturbed about something. Sometimes it’s because I’m mad at myself for being such a slob; other times, it’s something totally unrelated. My husband gets a little worried when I start scrubbing things. I haven’t had much to be miffed off about lately, which is a good thing, but it also means my house is messier than it’s been in a while.

And these damn cats, if only I could get them to drag a broom across the floor and help out. But no, all they want to do is lay around and demand food. I have no leverage with them. I can’t withhold their food to get them to comply, they wouldn’t understand. And they’re not scared of me at all. I can put my arms straight into the air and run at them and babble like the boogeyman and they respond with a purr and a yawn. The reason I’ve chosen to commit myself to the servitude of these ungrateful, irresponsible beasts escapes me at the moment… oh, yes, right. It’s because they’re CUTE. And they supposedly lower my blood pressure. I’m not sure I buy that. Yelling at fuzzy varmints to get out of the kitchen sink every 30 minutes isn’t exactly conducive to rest and relaxation. But whatever. They’re CUTE.

Speaking of adorable varmints, check out our friends in Australia, they’re serving their little Australian possum friend a candle lit Valentine’s Day supper.


Isn’t that just precious!?  Can you believe the excellent table manners? I wish the American possums were that civilized. Hell, I wish American people were that civilized. The last time I saw a possum walking down the street I said hi to it and it turned around and gave me a dirty look. I felt lucky to be inside the safety of my car.

Anyway, the guy half of that possum feeding couple is also a talented musician. Check out his rendition of The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins. This is one of my favorite things in the whole world. The hip geeks among us will surely appreciate this one. (You might give it the adult once-over before sharing it with the little ones, though.)


Anyway, back to the sale – here’s what’s happening tonight on the Superstars page on my website:

7:30PM CENTRAL TIME: The new beads will appear on this page for the sale preview. Take this 30 minutes to read and decide what you want, and email me with any questions. You should see TWELVE selections at 7:30PM.

8PM CENTRAL TIME and beyond: Start sending in your requests via email.

If you’re unsure of where your time zone falls in this scenario, google it!

See you at the sale!

Sprinkles are for winners.

I’ve been very busy! I spent all day last Tuesday thinking it was Wednesday, and all day last Thursday thinking it was Wednesday. Yet I have no recollection of what I did on Wednesday. This is one of the (many) hazards of self-employment.
I did manage to get a couple of rings made (for my stylist):


And I’ve made many beads in preparation for the upcoming Superstars sale, this Thurday, February 19th. However, I have not yet completed my 2014 website gallery or created any Facebook pages like I said I would. I was supposed to be thinking about this stuff and then doing it before the beginning of the year. I’ve been making a lot of beads, though, so I’m not in as much trouble as I could be right now. Right?

I was at Walmart the other night (yes, I know) and they had peanut butter and jelly Poptarts. My face lit up like a Molotov cocktail when I spotted them. I have been hoping they would bring back my beloved PB&J Poptarts for years. Every time we walk by the Poptart section I lament the passing of my precious PB&J Poptarts. Recently, I began seeing peanut butter poptarts, then peanut butter and chocolate poptarts, so I knew it was only a matter of time.

The original PB&J Poptarts were peanut butter and grape jelly, and the filling, along the length of the pastry, alternated grape and a somewhat dry but very natural tasting peanut butter. The pastries I found the other night were peanut butter and strawberry jelly. I couldn’t imagine how this could go wrong, even if the jelly was strawberry rather than grape.

The first thing I did when I got home was put one of the pastries in the toaster. I was so freaking excited. My years of wishing and hoping were answered with a chemical tasting mess – the peanut butter barely passed for peanut butter (but was rather creamy compared to the old version), and the strawberry filling was sub-par compared to their usual strawberry filling.  To add further insult, the sprinkles melted and ran down the pastry while in the toaster. This is what I get for having expectations, folks.

So here’s a look at just a smidgen of what will be available at the Superstars sale:




I’m going to attempt to sell you this ring one more time, but if that doesn’t happen, I’ll finally be convinced that I should keep it. Sometimes I’m afraid I’m making rings in the wrong sizes for most folks. Truth be told, to sell a ring before it’s finished is almost a guarantee that I’ll FUBAR it. Tera B emailed me to marvel at the fact that I can wear a size 6 ring on my middle finger. You should keep in mind that I’m a grump and my middle finger gets a pretty good workout. Har.

Anyway, I just thought I’d remind you how boring I am. I’ll have another update for you later this week. Meanwhile, if you’re on the Superstars mailing list, you’ll be getting a notification today and another one on Thursday.

Back to work with me, thanks for reading!


Click HERE to visit my shop, or the thumbnails below for each item.

Sundrop Lava Lite Trios: (foof series)


Electric Watermelon Glimmer Strips:


Dark Arts: (foof series)


True Turquoise Mirror Dot Mod Pods:



It might be prudent to let you know: there won’t be any Etsy listings for a while because I’ll be working on a Superstars sale! Hooray! I’ve given Etsy enough of my money this month. Superstars are scheduled to land some time in February. I’ll keep you posted. Meanwhile, if you have a hankering, my Made To Order schedule is wiiide open. I swear I’ll get that 2014 gallery finished very soon and until that happens, you can request things from my sold listings on Etsy. I’ve been putting this off because something about Photoshop has been giving me vertigo lately. I think they changed the speed and dash size of the rectangular marquee and now it is causing major eye strain. This doesn’t happen when I’m doing other things on the computer, so I’m sure it’s Photoshop. I’d tell them, but I don’t think they’d give a rodent’s hiney. Or an Owl Orphanage, for that matter.

Thanks for looking! I’ve already eaten, and the kitchen floor needs mopping. Like, really really. And maybe after that, I’ll pack up some beads, wink-wink, nudge-nudge.

New this week

Mr. Sarah and I celebrated our 15 year anniversary last weekend. What did we do? We ate italian food and went to the outlet mall and an army surplus store. Woop-te-doo! It was fun though. He has grown quite interested in perfume…  his level of interest doesn’t match mine, but for a man who has never really shown much interest in that sort of thing before, he has a surprisingly good nose for it. He found a 3-part BBC documentary about perfume and excitedly watched it with me. They covered the development of Tommy Hilfiger’s “LOUD” in part 1, and he has been determined to find some to test ever since. He has even sprayed some of the girly stuff onto himself to see the difference between how it smells on him and how it smells on me. You couldn’t even pay some guys to do that. I repeatedly wave my arm under his nose and ask him what he thinks, and he doesn’t get annoyed. Luckily, we have very similar tastes in perfume and cologne – like me, he enjoys the avant-garde, dark, spicy, patchoulied scents. One evening, before I could stop him, he sprayed something called Crown Stephanotis onto himself and we both regretted it. Particularly because he did that AFTER a shower and right before he went to sleep. The name alone should have been a huge deterrent, but no. Silly man.

Anyway, I must not have been exactly clear about why I wanted to go to the outlet mall after our anniversary dinner – I only wanted to visit the two perfume shops there, Spritz and Perfumania, and be done. He didn’t seem terribly excited about going to the outlet mall (can’t blame him) and when we got there, I was trying to make sense of the complicated directory. I said “can you figure out where they are?” He said “what are you looking for?” I said “the perfume shops, duh?”  His entire demeanor changed right then, and he was visibly relieved. “In THAT case…” he said. I guess he thought I was going to drag him into every shop in there. I never do that, why would I start now? I was sure I had mentioned that the entire purpose of this trip was to see what they had at the perfume shops… but I guess if you’ve been married for 15 years you’re surely quite adept at mind reading. And also at hanging on to and remembering every word the other utters.

old addict

old addict – mmm, look at that dark juice! and the glass of the bottle is a dead ringer for the highly coveted CIM Mediterranean!

The main thing I was on the hunt for was an old/original bottle of Dior Addict. Unfortunately, Addict was nowhere to be found at the outlet mall. One sales person even said that Addict has been discontinued, that Dior has ceased production of it –  which I’m 99% sure is a bag of horsefeathers because Dior just released ANOTHER reformulation/packaging change in 2014. (The previous major change happened in 2012.) Maybe she meant that the original Addict was gone, and that certainly is true. My theory is that the 2012 version isn’t quite old enough to have made it to the outlet shops and that eventually they’ll restock with that newer version of Addict.

It was not all for naught – we did find some other interesting things at both Perfumania and Spritz. The most noteworthy men’s cologne during our visit was Aramis. My dad wore Aramis and I didn’t remember what it smelled like until we sprayed it – wow! Mom wears Cabochard and totally rocks it (on me it smells like burned onions that nobody bothered to add butter to) and I’d say Aramis is like Cabochard for men. Extremely smoky, oakmossy patchouli, no sweetness at all… combine this with cigarette smoke and expensive wood, and you have my dad in a bottle. Love it.

So, later on that evening, I went to the mall to see if they had the newest incarnation of Dior Addict. Much to my delight, Dillards had a tester of the OLD Addict, along with the 2012 version. I was hoping to test the 2014 version, but it still wasn’t out for testing. (I found out later that the 2014 version is what they are selling, though.) I sprayed both original and 2012 onto different cards. The old Addict imparted a light orange stain onto the paper – the natural vanilla darkens to this color over time – and the new Addict left no color. This was when I figured out that the sample I got from Sephora last year was for sure the old Addict. I sprayed both onto my skin – the old Addict smelled much more natural, like vanilla pudding and freshly cut grass and flowers. The new Addict was somewhat less of a strong vanilla, perhaps less foody, a bit less flowery and rather flat. At first, I liked this about new Addict. But I only wear Addict with Madini’s Agarwood, so when I got home I applied the agarwood oil to the new Addict. Blech. That did NOT work like it does with the old Addict. So, as I usually do, I turned to ebay to hunt down a small “vintage” bottle of original Addict. By some magic, a small bottle of original Addict was listed for sale later that night and I got it for less than $40… I do live a charmed life.

Meanwhile, I’m tempted to scramble my ebay password so I can’t get in there and buy more perfume. I just might do that… after this weekend’s perfume auctions are over. Ha.

Enough blah-blah about Addict. I guess I’m in a Dior kinda mood… this week, I’m featuring Dior’s Dune and Midnight Poison in the Foof series. Here is a peek at what’s up for grabs on Etsy later this evening:


week of january 26th

I’d better get on with taking photos… keep an eye out later this evening for the new goods!



It’s Friday night in the big city… and I’m at home with my Etsy listings. The only consolation is that you might be home too, and in the mood to look at some beads!

Click HERE to visit my Etsy shop, or the thumbnails below for each new item.

!RED! Super Stripey Triple Toggles:

Olive Rain Glimmer Strips:

Tea Stained Sea Glass:

Autumn Glow Ball Buttons:


That’s that, kids. I hope you enjoy the beads… meanwhile, I’m gonna go eat something and soak in the tub a while and think about beads some more. Big ol’ Friday night woo-hoo!
Thanks for reading!

CHICKEN!!! And…..



Mr. Sarah got a whole chicken at the grocery store. He brought it home and let it sit in the fridge for a few days. The cats must have been smelling that thing in there that whole time because they got a little antsy. Then he got it OUT of the fridge and unwrapped it, and that was it. Mo got her chicken face on (this looks a little bit like a concerned chihuahua) and began to scream with delight. Nelson started peeping and going in circles on the kitchen floor. Fred just stayed where he was, but he did lift his head up and say “murf?” and when he closed his mouth, his one-fang situation caused a goofy sneer. Mo sat on the edge of the bed where she had a direct view of the boiling chicken, and occasionally came into the other room to yell at us about it. She was purring so hard her patchy ears were trembling, and she was literally on the edge of her seat.



The reason they feel so entitled to the chicken is because we buy it mostly for them. They are SO SPOILED. Sometimes Mo will not eat her regular food because she thinks she should be getting chicken. She seems to have a fussy belly, and the chicken helps her appetite, and not just for the chicken. They get the funky bits and we get the pretty white bits, and sometimes we have mercy on them and give them some of the pretty white bits when the funky bits are all gone. This is about all I can stand to know about the parts of the chicken – the more I think about meat, the more appealing vegetarianism is. (I’ve tried that a couple of times, and I always felt like I was about to pass out.) Luckily Mr. Sarah is in charge of manicuring the chicken, and just about any other formerly living thing we eat. However, I’m in charge of chopping vegetables because I can cut an onion like nobody’s business. If it were left up to me, we’d probably eat a lot of processed crap and salads because I’m not going elbows deep into a boiled chicken. Nelson, on the other hand, would be much obliged to go all the way into a boiled chicken and he’d probably eat the bowl while he was at it.





Anyway, enough about that. I’ve been working on more beads this week and they’re quite spectacular! This new project, the Foof series, has breathed new life into my desire to work. It has encouraged me to approach things very differently than I’ve been accustomed to.


I got bored with the Pantone color report and trying to find inspiration in fashion. Maybe it was too easy. Fragrance is invisible. It’s a challenge to translate a scent story to a tangible, colorful item. Of course, I do consider the packaging and ad campaigns and ingredients, and honestly, if I had to do it blind, I’m not sure I’d be so confident. At first I was apprehensive about doing this with fragrances I was unfamiliar with. I have life experience with many of the fragrances I’ve featured so far, and can associate them with colors I wore, people I knew, special moments in time, et cetera. But I’ve found it to be just as easy to get acquainted with a new fragrance and quickly get an idea for what I should be doing with the glass.

So here is what’s coming up on Etsy later this evening, and all of them are installments in the Foof series:


Nice, huh?

I’m gonna go try and get some sleep and I’ll get right on that this evening. See you later!


Click HERE to visit my shop, or on the thumbnails below for each item.

Scarabesque Mega Woozballs:


Fire: (The FIRE set was reworked! I felt it was missing something to lend a more fluid transition from the barrels to the cones, so I added two more foil beads where they were needed and the price stayed the same.)


Prissy von Fussbudget:


Rainbow Flames Glitter Pills:


World Class Beige:


Glitter Scarab:



There they are! I hope you like.

OMG, I almost forgot to tell you! Mom reminded me the other day about her Jazzercise routine in the 90’s. She’d go on her lunch hour a few times a week (maybe she went every day, I can’t remember) and she said she lost several inches in just a couple of months. I think she quit going because she changed jobs. It’s been too cold to walk outside, and my usual pilates style workout has grown stale so I searched the internet for “jazzercise”, mainly out of curiousity, and found this. (WARNING: you’re gonna laugh your ass off. The 80’s all purpose music will burn itself permanently into your psyche, so if you’re not in the mood for an earworm save this for another day.)


Judi Sheppard Missett (the founder/CEO of Jazzercise and the instructor on the video) has got to be the lankiest, dorkiest badass ever. This video is not only hilarious, but I could barely move the next day. My vague exercise routine was even more vague than I thought. My groin hurt, my armpits hurt – hell to the YES! Here’s a fantastic montage of Judi’s best (dorkiest) moments:


You’re welcome!

New this week…

Here’s what I’ve been up to:

booty from the bead show last weekend

booty from the bead show last weekend

We had fun for a few hours at the bead show last Friday. I finally got my mitts on a strand of faceted ruby in fuschite, second strand from the top (not to be confused with the slightly less exciting and colorful ruby in zoisite). I’ve only seen it offered by Intrinsic Trading, and I was hoping they would be there this time so I could get a strand (last time I had already blown my budget before I discovered it.) I also found strands of oblong faceted agate (top and bottom), some dyed jade drops, oddly dyed grape colored chalcedony, what I’m guessing is chrysocolla, and a strand of watermelon quartz. Oh, and that little jumble of brilliant purple – I’m not sure what that is, I think they’re calling it hematite.


I’ve been exploring drugstore scents lately. Tabu, Ciara, Elizabeth Taylor’s Passion… as you can see here, I have bottles of Tabu in both vintage (80’s or 90’s) and new… Ciara in both vintage (I’m guessing 80’s or pre 80’s because hydrochlorofluorocarbon 22 is on the list of ingredients) and new. And way over there on the left is a vintage bottle of Avon Timeless. I’ve never been too big on Avon scents, but Timeless was one of my personal favorites on Grandma Wood’s vanity. It’s a little loud on the aldehydes and opopanax, but it fades to a nice powdery patchouli.

Ciara was new to me, I didn’t know about it until recently. Once I tried it I found I was completely unfamiliar with it as a fragrance, but it smells like the front bedroom closet in my house, a perfumed mustiness. Ciara is a powdery opopanax bomb, and when there’s that much powder I can’t find the incense that is allegedly there. I think I’m just not a fan of heavy opopanax. Ciara is a strange mixture of raspberry beer, raw cinnamon roll dough, Wildberry Copal incense (discontinued, unfortunately) and Comet bathroom cleaner. I’m still on the fence about Ciara. As usual, I think it could be repaired with a zing of patchouli.

Out of all of these, Tabu and Passion are my favorites. My bottle of Passion is also from the 90’s, and it is seriously beautiful. I see Passion at Ross/Marshalls/TJ Maxx all the time and never gave it a second thought, but I was at Walgreens to test Ciara and Tabu and figured I might as well try Passion. I was pleasantly surprised! It’s ladylike without being overly flowery or powdery, and applying with a light hand is preferable. It has incense and civet and a few white flowers, and a touch of honey and sandalwood. This will be in the top perfume drawer for the foreseeable future.

You should know that the new Passion is just as divine, although it doesn’t quite have the strength the vintage Passion does. Like most modern formulas, it gets right to the point – the scent of the first spray is practically identical to the far end of the fade. The older formulas go through several phases, with some phases being prettier than others, admittedly – and their staying power is better. I’m no scientist so I could be wrong about this, but it seems to me that individual body chemistry was a bigger factor before the introduction of synthetic EVERYTHING into perfumery – it’s like the older formulas had more natural ingredients, therefore giving your skin oils more to play with, if you will.  Nowadays, most mainstream perfumes are wearable for most people and either they can’t soak into your skin due to their structure, or they simply don’t hang around long enough to. I don’t know. I do know that it’s not about making a beautiful fragrance anymore, it’s more about pleasing a certain demographic and selling as many bottles as possible.

I also LOVE Tabu, it’s right up my alley, what with all those cloves and spices and patchouli – and civet, of course. It’s delightfully eccentric. Like me. (Well actually, I’m definitely eccentric but the jury’s still out on my delightfulness.) I’m thinking Tabu might have been another one on Grandma’s vanity, although I don’t remember seeing it there. Maybe it smells like something that should have been there. My oldest sister drank a bottle of Tabu when she was a toddler. I was wearing it the other night when I went to her house and she grinned and asked “WHAT are you wearing!?” She must really like Tabu.


coming up on etsy

These are the beads I’ve been working on all week. I’ll be working on these listings all evening, probably until the wee hours… so I’m thinking it might be best to list them on Etsy early tomorrow (Saturday) evening so that you guys aren’t staying up way past your bedtimes tonight waiting for my nightcrawler ass to get it together. I probably would have been able to do it all this evening, but my sister is coming into town unexpectedly and I want to have a visit with her.

Thanks for letting me prattle on about perfume, and I’ll post here again tomorrow evening once everything is live on Etsy.



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