I've been stringing beads for three years, and NOW suddenly I've been discovered. A bunch of sales the last few weeks, which is great, don't get me wrong, WE LOVE SALES. But it's always a little hard to part with something I made, like I made this, so it's my baby or something.
But then I remember that beads are expensive, at least the ones I buy, and unless I want to sink my own personal fortune into the exotic bead trade, I'd better actually... well, trade a few. My own personal fortune can't afford them without regular infusions of seed-bead money.
Off they go then, to another nice lady in California. Apparently I'm single-handedly launching the "baby krobo" craze that's currently gripping the West coast.
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