On Saturday I met my friend Amanda for brunch (at Miriam, was delicious) and we stopped off at the Brooklyn Flea to do some holiday shopping. Well, that was our original intent, but we just ended up buying shit for ourselves.
I bought this necklace, by Birdhouse Jewelry. It made me wonder how difficult it is to make a living on handmade jewelry in our area. I'd say a good 50% of the booths at the flea were some form of either handmade or vintage jewelry. The idea of just making something I think is cute and being able to live off of what I make selling them is super appealing, but then I remember the part where you have to sit in a booth all day long and deal with people shopping (shoppers are one of the worst kinds of people I think), and then I feel glad that I have an office job where the people you have to deal with on a daily basis are pretty fixed.
UPDATE: I have already broken this necklace. This is why I can't have nice things.
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