TELL me the universe doesn't have a sense of humor.
As I mentioned in passing yesterday, I finally succumbed to the inevitable and started a jewelry business. The bit that is actively hilarious to me is that after several years of bouncing one particular idea around and delaying in that way that perfectionists do, because perfect is the enemy of good - better to charge by the hour with a jewelry concierge service, or to go with a percentage, or to have a flat fee, or to demand counter-clockwise Morris dances on the 1st of April, or ...? - literally as I was formatting my jack-of-all-trades jewelry website (I buy, I sell, I design, I fabricate, I appraise, I tap-dance, name it, I'm probably trying to build a page for it) I came across a reference to somebody who had the same idea around the same time (but without the personal issues, 'cause, man, 2010 sucked) and made it happen. She has a really cool website.
I wasn't even looking for jewelry-related things! It was a suggested article on the "Harlotry" series that I like to follow on The Gloss!* Good on Ms. Clarke, I say! But the sheer unlikelihood of the universe putting that link in my way today made me giggle.
*Admitting this doesn't make for my proudest intellectual moment. On the other hand, a few minutes ago I tweeted a silversmith's suggestion for an indestructible manicure, so I may be slaloming towards rock-bottom.
I wasn't even looking for jewelry-related things! It was a suggested article on the "Harlotry" series that I like to follow on The Gloss!* Good on Ms. Clarke, I say! But the sheer unlikelihood of the universe putting that link in my way today made me giggle.
*Admitting this doesn't make for my proudest intellectual moment. On the other hand, a few minutes ago I tweeted a silversmith's suggestion for an indestructible manicure, so I may be slaloming towards rock-bottom.