Thursday, July 14, 2011

Bead Porn and Airport Follies

Y'all, if you've never been to Chicago, you have got to get there some day. It has fabulous food, beads, music, beads, art, beads, food, beads. Oh, and beads.

My two most recent trips to Chicago have been for drastically different purposes.

The first one included bead shopping (yeah, there are a few stores in the area). These lovelies all came from Caravan Beads...

great little striated daggers


I'm a sucker for anything purple, and these made me squeal. I'm not too proud to admit it.

Vintage Czech glass, in an unusual color combo, but too beautiful to pass up.
They's got a lovely incandescent glow in person.

Okay, the next picture isn't beads, but it is a photo from my most recent trip to Chicago, when I took my son to O'Hare to fly to Italy for a summer study program. Yep, poor baby. Sadly, the thing he's towing behind him is not a way for his mother to smuggle herself to Italy along with him ( to his great relief). That, my friends, is a travel case for a double bass.

It weighs 120 pounds, and is almost 8 feet tall. Thank God it has wheels.



Quick, before you work up too much of a sympathetic sweat imagining what that beast must be like to maneuver through one of the world's busiest airports, let's get back to a little more bead porn...



these are a little more turquoise in reality than they appear here

Oh, my goodness, these are such a gorgeous color they make me gasp every time I see them.
Seriously. they are slap-yourself-silly, fall-down beautiful.


fun little Picasso finished nuggets



cherry marbelized deliciousness!

Okay, to get a sense of scale for the next photo, my son is six feet tall.



There was not one person we passed at O'Hare who didn't turn and gape. Small children were alternately fascinated and scared to pieces. Like a pregnant woman's belly, people seemed unable to resist the urge to touch it. Give props to the folks at the American Airlines check in desk, they were wonderfully helpful.

My goal for the next trip to Chicago? To take the flight case to Chicago without the bass in it, and fill it up with BEADS!!!

A girl can dream, right?

2 comments:

Shirley said...

Oh yeah, I'm comin' to meet you and help you fill it up! That would be SUCH a blast!

Christine Altmiller said...

i was visiting my brother in chicago and we got off the eL to walk to his apartment and Caravan Beads was right there, within sight of his apt. he claims to have never noticed it. I did some damage to my travel money that day. since then, he buys my birthday gifts there. great store! the salesman was a hoot! love the beads you got!