Last October I shared a button filled with micro-beads and jokingly said that I'd named the button Scheherazade. Here's Scheherazade's husband—another fortune-filled doozy that's brimming with tiny particles of gold, glass and jagged fragments of mother-of-pearl. The eensy bits of treasure lie in three carved-out pockets on black Bakelite. Careful not to spill its fragile riches, I keep this gaudy sultan in a velvet pouch. A rare find, c. 1920.
-Sherbert McGee
No comments:
Post a Comment