Oh. Did I mention I saw Marie Osmond at Quilt Market yesterday? The scene was thus:

I’m chatting with someone interested in the book. Then there’s a group of about six people walking down the aisle, orbiting around teeny-tiny woman with dark hair flowing in big ringlets over her shoulders and down her back. The person with whom I was speaking said, “That’s her, isn’t it? Marie Osmond? She looks great - and I think she’s, like, 60 years old.” I watched as Marie and her (handlers? entourage) peeps passed by… and walking about five steps behind her was a woman carrying a pillow, much in the fashion of a ring-bearer at a wedding.

Except that the pillow (and the person carrying it, by extension) was there to transport one of Marie Osmond’s dolls - just a few steps behind her at all times, apparently. It wasn’t this exact doll, but it had the same expression. Yes, indeed. I’m a little frightened of these kinds of dolls. I don’t have any weirdness associated with clowns, heights, velvet, condiments - and I’m not actually terrified by china dolls. I just find their vacant expressions mildly disturbing.

So that’s my story there. I also bought some cool fun things. Melissa Averinos of Yummy Goods led me to a booth where they take antique and vintage “things” (china, lace, crazy quilts) and transform them into interesting jewelry and whatnot. I got these pendants:

It’s an old typewriter “tab” key, and then an antique china (I think) letter “E”. It’s about 1″ square in real life. I don’t have enough silver chains for them both, so I might have to invest in some pretty ribbon… or more silver chains.

I love the colors of these beads. The light doesn’t quite do them justice and I might photograph them again later… or make some jewelry with them and then photograph them. The sky’s the limit.

I hope to get some good photos in next week or two so that I can update the blog header. It’s time.