£325?! I know it's a stunning piece, but is it really worth £324 more than mine? I'm sure whoever bought that necklace in the catalogue loves it, but I'm quite happy with my £1 version, and to be honest I do get a bit of smug satisfaction that I didn't have to fork out £325 to buy it.
As you can see, mine has lost a few of the pearls - I've got one or two of them and need to glue them back on, and find replacements for the others. But I'm still not ready to swap it for anything else. There's something about the process of finding things, finding treasure in amongst the tat. It feels sometimes as though you, and you alone are meant to find that necklace, or that bag, or that little scarf, and bring it home. I find it far more thrilling rummaging through the rails at a jumble sale, than walking around a high-end vintage boutique, where I'm out-priced, and someone else has already had all the fun of the discovery, the repair, and the bringing back to life.
Do you love the thrill of the hunt? And the risk of coming away empty-handed? Or would you rather just stump up the cash and let someone else do the work?
Just to let you all know that I'm taking a blogging break for a week now. Too many deadlines, not enough time! I will catch up on reading all of your lovely blogs on my return, and respond to comments then also. Wishing you a good week!