Today I wore my little B pearl enhancer in honor of Anne. I thought I was being smart, and clipped it onto a short strand of nice white pearls my aunt gave me several years ago. At lunch, a coworker asked what the B was made of, and as I reached up to take the necklace off to hand to her, the thread snapped and I found myself holding a broken strand of pearls. Bad luck or a message from the lady herself?
I got out of work early today, so I had some extra time to get a jump on orders. It was quote poignant, sitting by myself, in the perfect silence, working on some custom Anne Boleyn style necklaces on the anniversary of her execution. I suppose I pay tribute to Anne often, recreating her famous necklace, but it just really felt fitting today.
This item isn't about making money, or even the craft of it really (though I do enjoy it), but a celebration of the life and legacy of this incredible woman. Cheers Anne- 474 years after your death, and still we remember you.