I have officially lost one of my favorite pearl earrings. I know, I'm totally lame for wearing pearl earrings all the time. Once, while wearing said pearl stud earrings my friend made a side comment about how snooty elitist women wear pearl earrings and cardigan sweater sets, which I wear both, often and regularly. Anyways, these earrings were of particular significance because my parents gave them to me for Christmas on my 21st year. They go with a necklace my paternal Russian grandmother (Baba - for those in the know) left me when she passed away. So, this thanksgiving the left-stud went MIA. I have yet to find it - searching every corning and clothing item in my house - like the proverb of the old woman who lost her coin, except it's a pearl earring and I haven't found it. I've mostly given up now. But, this blog is sent out in hopes that maybe, someday my pearl earring will come back to me.
In Memoriam
1 comment:
Erin, if it's any consolation, I don't think you are snooty or elitist. Wait...yes. I. do. Yeah, I have no consolation for you. I am sorry you lost your earring. I'm pouring one out for the pearl and for Baba. And by "one out" I mean vodka. Straight.
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