A wonderful surprise

Just a quick post to tick off another item on my to-do list: this time, a rather simple necklace that took me quite some time to get it done, and even longer to get it out there. 

I knew I just had to have those mother-of-pearl pieces when I saw them in the bead shop during one of my stays in Erlangen, and I didn't even need to put the colour combo together - in fact, the ones I took were the only ones left in what (I guess) was once a colourful mix sold on the base of weight. I knew right away they'd look pretty in a necklace, but realized I'd need to combine them with other pearls for the proper effect.

Needless to say, they waited for ages until I took the time to search my jewelry stash, looking for the perfect match. I tried a couple of materials and colours, but nothing seemed to fit the way I imagined. In the end, I came up with a rather simple solution: beige glass wax beads that would go with all the colours of the mother-of-pearl, and take away nothing from the funny shapes that I thought would deserve to be the highlight of it all. 

And even though I thought I'd keep it for myself, I realized the colours aren't mine at all. I do like everything about the necklace, including how it turned out in the end, but I figured out it would be a nicer addition to my sister's wardrobe than to mine.

 challenges: 
- krafty chicks: ATG
- 613 avenue create: ATG
- crafting with an attitude: ATG
- crafty cardmakers: special someone
- crafty catz: ATG
- crafty sentiments: ATG
- creative moments: ATG
- love to craft: ATG
- modsquad: pastel fun
- my time to craft: female
- scrapping4fun: ATG
- through the craftroom door: ATG
- wortartwednesday: ATG
- worldwide open design team challenge: ATG

Resembling colourful beads and tiny pearls in between, my current bouquet is made of beautiful orange-cream roses and a touch of baby's breath (what a beautiful, beautiful name for this fragile bloom!). 

In a fun twist, they match nicely with a really old bookmark I found during my spring cleaning, and the bookmark itself matches perfectly with everything that is going on right now: a new season, a successful decluttering, and finally, slowly getting back to my old self. 
After ages of going from one day to another without getting anything done really, I'm getting to say that things are going in the right direction again. And one day, all the pieces of myself will fall into place again. 

And while I enjoy the bunch of flowers on my desk, I have to set the record straight by admitting that not only did I come from the flower market with something I didn't look for - I even got a whole load of it, bigger than I never imagined! 

Thinking I'd buy a bunch of spring greenery or maybe some hyacinths, my flower lady as usually asked who'll get the flowers this time. As I planned to just place them somewhere in my apartment for myself to enjoy, she offered me lilies or roses. I thought a branch of white lilies would be nice, when she grabbed the whole bucket, and a moment later, the bucket of roses, too. 
Because she felt like she's had enough for the week and wanted to get rid of her stash before she'd get a couple of days off. 
And to make sure "they'd all be jealous" of my baggage, as she put it with a wink (and if jealousy can be counted in the looks I got carrying the huge bouquet through the city, her plan absolutely worked). 

Back home, I somehow managed to place that roses in all the vases I could find, but I ended up having no idea what to do with the lilies. One branch could go in a vase on its own, but for a bouquet like this, I'd only have a bucket which wouldn't do them justice. 

It was enough to get them through the night, but once they started to open up, I felt like there must be a better place for them. And since I planned for ages to catch up with my ex-roommate, I thought she, being a nun now, will certainly find the vase and the place for what was about to become a beautiful white cloud of flowers. Because what can possibly be better than sharing a wonderful surprise?

 A little contribution to the Friday Flowerday at Holunderbluetchen.