SHOWS!

For those of you still visiting this ol' blog, I wanted to let you know that we are going to be having two shows next week. We are so excited to get out there and show everyone our new line of Sexy American Girlfriend items as well as some of our unique pieces.

If you are in Utah, come see us at the Beehive Bazaar:

If you are in Arizona, please come to our special show on Thursday, May 9:

Can't wait. We are busy getting ready for all of this fun.

New Website New Blog

angelahenrie.com

My new website is up and running. Come check it out at angelahenrie.com

I also have a new blog over there: GO HERE!

And since I am already linking like crazy, I am giving away some of the new line of Sexy American Girlfriend vintage trim and leather headbands on my Facebook page. You just have to like the page and cross your fingers that you win!

Thank you always for your support and blog friendship. Lots of great things are happening around here and I hope the same for you.

Wedding #2

Have you planned a wedding?

It is stressful. 
Especially if you are not naturally organized.

It's overwhelming.  There are a lot of details.













I can't even describe what a relief if is when it all comes together
And having special friends and family that help you pull it off is priceless.

(I think they had a system down... one would empty the bread bowl and the other would get rid of it without being wasteful.  Genius.)

(I love these girls.  They are the best sisters you could ask for!)

My girls!

They are a beautiful couple.  I am so excited to see them grow together and feel the joy of starting their own little family.

Because when I look at this picture of all of us, I think, "Man, I am rich!"

Photos courtesy of Kara Barratt.  (Thank you, Kara!)

I have been lounging about, enjoying life, savoring the tiny moments...

Not.

Actually, I am in the midst of wedding preparations for my daughter...

These two.

They're getting married.

In a week!

Get the Goods

 I will be uploading pieces throughout the day to my bigcartel store. 

 These leather wrap bracelets were a hit.  Get yours now.  Thank me later.

It's Coming

After much too long...
I present to you:

I hope you can come.

Good news...
You want to buy one of my pieces?

Just go here.  (Or hit the button on the right)
It's simple.  It's fast.  It's totally legit.

Yes, I Still Make Jewlery

I get asked A LOT, "Do you still make jewelry?"
Yes, I still do.  I probably always will.
I haven't had a trunk show in a very long while.
I make it, I just hate selling it.
I apologize for that.
Just know that I am indeed still creating. 
Maybe I should start thinking about doing a show...

I Gave Last Chance One Last Chance

I vowed I would never go back.
"Never, girls.  Do you understand that?  You will have to ask one of your Aunts to take you."
It seems I end up visiting Last Chance every year or so, because someone begs me to go.
I am a total beast the entire time I am there.
I leave so disappointed in humanity.  The returns people make to Nordstrom are ridiculous!
You wore these shoes out and then decided to return them because WHY?
It's great that Nordstrom has such a iron clad, no-questions-asked return policy, but some people, some really low life people, really work the system and return things that they've obviously just got tired of.
Designer purses that are stained, ripped, worn out, still priced at $500.
I start to pity the person that would spend that much money just to carry a designer bag that someone already wore out.  Why?  Why?  It torments me.  Then it all just becomes too much for me and I need to leave.

                              

Two days ago, my friend convinced me to go with her to really learn the ways of shopping Last Chance.
I fought back.  No.  I can't go back there.
I am a pushover friend.  Look at me cross-eyed and I'll do what you say.  Where is my spine?  It's never there at times like these.
So I went.
We got there an hour before opening and took our place right at the gate.  Luckily there were racks of sweaters to look at to pass the time.  The signs said  75% off.
I found a couple of new sweaters and then it hit me:  75% off the tag?  But the tag says $9.97.
A woman next to me assured me these sweaters would cost about $2.50.
I was slowly being reeled in.  I found seven sweaters.
As we waited for the store to actually open, I felt the adrenaline rise.  In me.  I am pathetic that way.
As the clerks were making their way to their stations I felt a little dizzy.
I was ready for them to announce, "Swimmers on your blocks!"
"What's going to happen?"  I felt anxious.
Then a little lady came to us from the other side of the gate and announced that we were to walk, not run.  Do not push!
"What am I in for?  I can't handle public situations like this.  This is why I boycott Black Friday!"
The gates come up.
We stand still.  The little lady hasn't told us we can cross over into the store yet.  I suspect she is on some sort of power trip.  She pauses...
"Welcome to Last Chance."
"Walk!  Slower, Sir.  Slow down, Sir!"
I am trying not to laugh at my situation.  I can't believe I am actually here, walking in with all the Last Chance Enthusiasts at opening time.
I am focused on jeans.  (I heard you should have a focus when you first walk in.)
SLOWLY, I ruffle through the racks and racks of jeans.
I found two pair, both totaling $25.  And they weren't "Not Your Daughter's Jeans" either.  They were brands I have seen sell for $150.
I thought I would slowly and calmly mozy over to the shoes.
But already-worn shoes are a total turn-off to me.
No thank you.
But low and behold, a pair of clean, nude Steve Maddens pumps in my size are right there, within my reach.
I grab them, inspect them.  They look new!
They fit perfectly.
How am I having such luck here in this shopping hell hole?
I decide not to dwell on it.  Let's just roll with this, Angela. 
I am feeling completely satisfied and ready to stop while I am ahead.  (And under $100)
But then, on my way to check out, I find THE coolest vintage, boho-looking leather shirt.  Yes, the tag said 100% leather.
I tried it on and immediately meshed with the buttery soft, stretchy goodness only leather gives.  $10!
What the!
My total was $90.  I tried so hard not to act giddy to the clerk.
"Does she SEE what I am getting here?  She must feel a little elation for me.  She must."
Bonus, I pay with my Nordstrom card and receive "points" too!
Let's get the H out of here and call it a day.  I am on a high and I don't want anyone or anything to ruin it!
I MAY just go back.

A Couple New Things...

Despite the horrid heat, I have braved it out in my garage studio. ( Sometimes creativity has no weather boundaries.)  

It's time like these that I wish I had photoshop on my computer.  Not to alter the jewelry, but my skin.  I am sorry I couldn't find a hand model sans the muffin top finger.  But, alas, you get the idea of the width of this ring.  The necklace is what I like to call my "family necklace".  Everyone in the family is included in this one.  (I needed a change from the little round discs everyone seems to wear now.)

  I am really wanting to move my studio indoors.  It's a little worrisome bringing a torch/acetelyn tank indoors, but others do it, right?  Do you have an indoor studio?

I am also too chicken to tell the hubs hands off my tools!  He uses them all the time.  Nothing gets put back in the right spot.  There are greasy hand prints all over the place!  This could cause serious issues.  So I'm slippin' out of the garage...as soon as a room opens up in my house.  Any time now...