make | peyote stitch earrings.


I’ve been obsessively making these 3D peyote stitch triangle earrings for a few weeks now. I’m in love with the statement they make and the endless color combinations.

I also tried my hand at turning one into a large pendant that can fit through a chain around your neck and gifted it to my mum for Mother’s Day. I think she liked it and it’s end result makes me want to try my hand at another one.

Should I list some of these in my shop? Would you buy a pair?

buy handmade nation, 9.14

I pretty much buy exclusively on etsy now; not only do I adore supporting my fellow handmakers, but there’s something so incredible about not only purchasing something you wanted badly (and can’t find in regular shops) but also receiving a hand written note and discount card from the proprietor herself!

This one comes courtesy Janny’s Girl, where I purchased a gorgeous pumpkin ruffle scarf.

It’s a romp in the shop! New item added…

There’s a new listing in the shop! The Ruffle Romp is a crochet ruffly cowl I created about 2 years ago and I just unearthed it from a box of samples and decided to list it in the shop. Quite frankly, I forget I even came up with it in the first place.

It’s really adorable on and it can be made in a whole host of colors. The sample is in a heathered gray, which looks amazing up against really bright colors.

Listed for just $45 bones, this baby could be yours in no time! Spread the word!

Oh, and more snaps of the Ruffle Romp at its long ago created Flickr set.

The mountain would “cow(l)-er” in my presence. Rawr!


Might I suggest that you, too, can strike a pose if you buy a deliciously over-sized recycled sweater cowl from Mountain Girl, a brilliant crafter out of Peterborough, N.H. who sells her lovely eco-friendly wares on etsy.

Last week I gushed over a recycled gray sweater cowl, that I scooped it up for a mere $3o-ish dollars, and it was well worth every penny.

Of course, it blocked a pretty descent New Englang wind the other day when my friend MacKenzie and I went apple picking at Lookout Farm in Natick. Holding on to the hope of Indian Summer, I stupidly wore shorts. And flip flops.

But at least I had flannel and Mountain Girl wearables.

So scoop some up. Now.

And you, too, can strike a pose poking fun at all those people who like to pose for shots of them jumping. Because they are so carefree. You know, of course, we had to.