I never can really decide if I believe in it. Our lives seem to depend on factors entirely beyond our control, factors which could be labelled as coincidence: the day on which one's born, the nation one resides in...It amazes me to think how completely different things could be if any single one of the factors varied slightly. Had I been born two weeks sooner, I would be a grade ahead in school. I wouldn't have gone to American Heritage for high school, my life would be entirely unrecognizable. What if my mother hadn't married my father? What if she had stayed in Brazil? I wouldn't even exist, a whole new being would fill my place.
Tangent aside, this last week has been brimming with coincidence, for me at lease. Nothing too strange or pertinent, just enough to make me wonder if perhaps there's more to the pieces which coincidentally keep bumping heads lately.
I recently discovered an amazing jewelry designer by the name of Gabriella Kiss.
If you know me, I love my bling. I also am a little on the fickle side, and change my mind frequently as to what I covet, appreciate, and wear. This trait lends to me preferring to a handful of inexpensive pieces to rotate rather then a token piece or two. Rarely does a piece strike me enough to make me question this, but after seeing the works of Ms. Kiss, it seems my rusting cubic zirconias may have met their match.
The world has provided us with a series of elements from which we derive fuel, nurishment, and in the case of countless artists and designers, inspiration. The organic forms in Kiss' works are simplistic, elegent, and completely gorgeous. Kiss' training in sculpture at Pratt has served her well, her graceful pieces look flawless and completely lust-worthy. AND: She finds bones and snakes beautiful? A++ for her!
This photo guality does this braclet a severe injustice.
Tonight is the season finale of Desperate Housewives, which coincendentally stars another Gabrielle. (ABC, 9:00 p.m.) So here's a tribute another her, Gabrielle Solis. May you always be a fabulous gold-digging bitch.
Fate is nothing but the deeds committed in a prior state of existence.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Caroline ♥
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