Post by rockjunquie on Aug 14, 2022 7:27:00 GMT -5
About 2010, I made these tourmaline earrings. I put them away for my granddaughter who was too young for the good stuff. In 2012, I gave them to her. She then proceeded to try her damnedest to lose them. LOL!
I wrote a blog post about these miraculous earrings in 2013. I was reminded about it because the other day she was wearing these earrings!! She STILL has them and she says they are one of her most cherished belongings. They still look great, too. The gold fill has really stood up.
So, here is the edited blog post for anyone interested in reading it:
The Earrings That Can Not Be Lost or Destroyed
In the comments to my blog post over a year ago, I mentioned to Christine that I had finally given my grand daughter a pair of earrings that I had been holding onto for her. I don't even remember when I made them... it was a quite a few years ago.
The earrings are tiny little hearts adorned with 6x4mm pink tourmalines. They became an instant hit. I had been holding off giving them to her because she was bad at taking care of earrings. She had a jewelry box drawer full of single, lonely earrings. But, she was 11 then and I thought it was time she tried to care for some nicer earrings. She gave it the old college try. Considering that she wore them almost every day, she didn't do too bad.
At first, she just left them laying where ever she took them off. She got tired of hearing me nag and soon she was better at putting them away.
One day, while outside playing, she took them off and lay them down some where. I'm not sure where she put them, but they weren't there when she went back for them. They sat in the grass for at least a week before they were found again- none the worse for wear.
I lost track of how many times she came to me in a panic thinking that were lost and gone for good. Usually, they turned up on Sunday when she had to clean her room.
Not once, but twice they went through being washed in my heavy duty washer. I pulled out the wet clothes and got the dryer ready to go when I noticed that the earrings in the bottom of the washer, with the earwires securely attached to the tub. I had to pull the earwires straight to get them out of the holes. Afterwards, they were in perfect (clean) condition except for the earwires, which I just reformed.
One day, in the lockeroom at PE, she left them hanging outside her locked locker. She came home and told me, brokenhearted. Surely, someone would find them and keep them. The next day, she went to PE, there they were still hanging there. I don't know who was more shocked, she or I. I know she came home from school grinning from ear to ear.
Then, the last time the earrings had an adventure without her, we thought for sure they were gone. She took them off during her English class and they got knocked to the floor and forgotten. She looked everywhere and even went to lost and found to no avail. We had given up on them entirely. Then one day about a week later she came home with them on and had a story to tell. She and her friend were sitting in English class and her friend looked down to see a gold and pink earring laying on the floor. She pointed them out to my grand daughter who squealed, "My earrings!!!" I wouldn't believe this unless I knew it were true. I mean, don't they have a janitor???
Each time they went missing, they came back in perfect condition. Each time they went through a full load of laundry, the stones stayed in. I straightened the earwires twice, but other than that, they look like they did the day I made them. The gold filled wire still looks good, too. Which considering the abuse these things have taken is a miracle in itself. I remember when I made these, in my preoptivisor days, I worried that the stones might not be held securely enough. I needn't have worried. Maybe, I should let her "test" all my new designs. LOL!
My grand daughter is now convinced that she can not lose these earrings. They remain her favorite pair.
In the comments to my blog post over a year ago, I mentioned to Christine that I had finally given my grand daughter a pair of earrings that I had been holding onto for her. I don't even remember when I made them... it was a quite a few years ago.
The earrings are tiny little hearts adorned with 6x4mm pink tourmalines. They became an instant hit. I had been holding off giving them to her because she was bad at taking care of earrings. She had a jewelry box drawer full of single, lonely earrings. But, she was 11 then and I thought it was time she tried to care for some nicer earrings. She gave it the old college try. Considering that she wore them almost every day, she didn't do too bad.
At first, she just left them laying where ever she took them off. She got tired of hearing me nag and soon she was better at putting them away.
One day, while outside playing, she took them off and lay them down some where. I'm not sure where she put them, but they weren't there when she went back for them. They sat in the grass for at least a week before they were found again- none the worse for wear.
I lost track of how many times she came to me in a panic thinking that were lost and gone for good. Usually, they turned up on Sunday when she had to clean her room.
Not once, but twice they went through being washed in my heavy duty washer. I pulled out the wet clothes and got the dryer ready to go when I noticed that the earrings in the bottom of the washer, with the earwires securely attached to the tub. I had to pull the earwires straight to get them out of the holes. Afterwards, they were in perfect (clean) condition except for the earwires, which I just reformed.
One day, in the lockeroom at PE, she left them hanging outside her locked locker. She came home and told me, brokenhearted. Surely, someone would find them and keep them. The next day, she went to PE, there they were still hanging there. I don't know who was more shocked, she or I. I know she came home from school grinning from ear to ear.
Then, the last time the earrings had an adventure without her, we thought for sure they were gone. She took them off during her English class and they got knocked to the floor and forgotten. She looked everywhere and even went to lost and found to no avail. We had given up on them entirely. Then one day about a week later she came home with them on and had a story to tell. She and her friend were sitting in English class and her friend looked down to see a gold and pink earring laying on the floor. She pointed them out to my grand daughter who squealed, "My earrings!!!" I wouldn't believe this unless I knew it were true. I mean, don't they have a janitor???
Each time they went missing, they came back in perfect condition. Each time they went through a full load of laundry, the stones stayed in. I straightened the earwires twice, but other than that, they look like they did the day I made them. The gold filled wire still looks good, too. Which considering the abuse these things have taken is a miracle in itself. I remember when I made these, in my preoptivisor days, I worried that the stones might not be held securely enough. I needn't have worried. Maybe, I should let her "test" all my new designs. LOL!
My grand daughter is now convinced that she can not lose these earrings. They remain her favorite pair.
This morning , I got an email with this...
