intermezzo: the glory and the simplicity

Noon bears down with summer’s fury, here, on day two of Attack of the Brooches! week. Smells like…mothballs.

morale: ironic, silly

sleep level: deprived, not sure why

dauphine wide awake

Sure, yesterday I thought that blogging about a brooch would be a breezy little bon mot; a half-hour flirtation at most. Not one of my lengthy breakdowns of Marie Antoinette minutiae with your blog hostess leafing through pages of first-hand sources. (BTW: if ANYONE knows of an English translation of the Marquis de Bombelles’ memoirs, help a sister out! s’il vous plaît! I can basically order a meal en français. Spanish is not as useful as mom promised!)

So, anyhow, I thought I was getting back on the horse, not vaulting over it. See what happens when one thinks like an idiot? yeesh! So I had no idea that the Cullinan V going to be part of this huge deal and take hours. After awhile I just felt like I was writing a book report with unreliable sources. *Sorry Internet, but there’s a ton of conflicting information out there. Never had that problem in libraries with books. Conflicting opinions sure…that’s allowed*

So let’s move on to a another of Her Majesty’s brooches else theme week collapse upon itself before it even begins…hopefully this one has less back story than the Cullinan V, which I predictably selected ‘cos it was a big diamond.

And one more thing before I dutifully return to topic…does anybody wear brooches anymore? You’re dealing with somebody who has never worn a belt…ever. (A sash is not a belt, mind you.) I wore my graduation/semi-formal/prom corsages on my wrist. My pallor braces phlebotomy technicians for inevitable crumpling while I’m still in the waiting room. The most recent brooch-wearer I can think of is Elaine Benice of Seinfeld-fame.

I’m not saying I’d give back one of these gob-smacking treasures, just the closest they’d come is perhaps a kilt-pin? More likely than not fashion the stones into a tiara of sorts, right?

Readers! What would you do with a brooch? Are they in style? Let’s keep this in mind while Attack of the Brooches! week continues.

About ♔ la dauphiine ♔

Connecticut-based jewelry monger, history buff, Mets fan. On the hum-drum side, call me a lauded poet, novelist and ghost-writer. (That's right, I haunt prose.)
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  1. Pingback: Do people still wear brooches? | Wai-Yuk Kennedy Textile Art

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