Maybe it’s the unspeakably cold weather up here in quebec city, or just all of the white blanketing the roofs and roads, or maybe it’s watching the icebreaker pass up and down the St. Lawrence outside of my kitchen window every morning… Whatever it is, something has got us in a knits frame of mind, and right now we are loving these connecticut-local, handmade, “environmentally-conscious cozy things inspired by friends and made with l-o-v-e” beauties by NuovaLuna on etsy. So cute, so cozy, so sold.
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When I grew up, all the women around me swore by their evil eyes. I was given three in my lifetime, and have been wearing them (or hiding them under my pillow) for over 25 years. There are many cultures (primarily in the Middle East and Mediterranean regions) that have been using the evil eye as a way of guarding themselves from those who harbor ill-feelings towards us, including envy and malice.
Lately, I have been feeling some negative, maybe even ornery, energy. I wear my evil eye whenever I rock the above gold chain (a chain passed down from my beloved grandfather that flaxen rocked once). But, I felt that I needed more and to make a statement, without saying a word.
And that’s what jewelry, fashion, and etsy is for. To be unique and at the same time silently say “don’t f*ck with me”, is what we consider priceless. Eff American Express ðŸ˜‰
No notice is taken of a little evil, but when it increases, it strikes the eye.