Remember how I got all that vintage jewelry from my grandmother? Remember how excited I was, and how I'm going to get it made into cool, cool stuff?
I just talked to my mother. I told her how I'm going to wear my grandmother's necklace. (I found coordinating earrings at Red Tree. Fab.) I explained how if my aunt or cousin say anything I'll just sneer and say that jewelry doesn't go with their shoes.
This is what I get for being snide. They went through all the jewelry. They didn't want it. I got it by default. Would it be terribly tacky to wear a soup spoon around my neck?
By the way, cousin, when your grandfather tells people that his adult grandchild works two days a week in a pet food store, it makes her sound like she has supported employment.
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