On the rebound
- Mandy Crow

- Aug 14, 2009
- 2 min read
So, do you guys remember when my favorite earrings bit the dust? Do you recall how sad and broken-hearted I was?
If you do, you probably remember I mourned the relationship by going out and getting me some rebound earrings. They are big, dangly, and utterly out-of-control. If you don’t remember that little story, check this out. And if that doesn’t help, here’s a picture:

Well, as we all knew and expected, those rebound earrings were fun while they lasted. I should have known better; rebound relationships never really work out for the best, right? Well, while I can still wear these earrings, they’re a little bit broken. Not enough to move them out of the rotation completely, but probably enough to keep them out of the starting lineup. And yes, I am wearing them today. But I realize how fickle they are. I realize they probably aren’t in this for the long run.
Oh, well. I still enjoy there flashy Bohemian-ness. Even if just in little doses.
P.S.: I’m a little embarrassed to admit that I sometimes read this blog. Yes, the snarky comments on fashion and stars is sarcastic, sometimes downright mean, and not exactly nice, but a lot of the time, it’s just funny. Because it’s good to know that other people are wondering what in the world these celebs are wearing and making crazy comments about it. I’d actually kind of slacked off on reading this blog, then they showed up on Twitter. So I followed. And at least once a day, I read a tweet and have to check out the celeb crime of fashion they’re discussing. Well, yesterday, they discussed Heather Tom, a soap star people used to tell me I looked like. I’ve written about it before. Well, yesterday’s discussion of her choker had me laughing out loud. But the funnier part is the Fug File topic words at the top of the post you can use to read posts of a similar vein. I don’t think I’ll be sporting the choker look anytime soon (I got that out of my system in 9th grade). But I will go on the record as saying I do like her shoes . . .







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