String of pearls

Awhile ago I picked up a wooden wreath form at a thrift store that had a scalloped edge. I let it kick around the craft room while I debated what to do with it.

Shells? Papers? Doilies? Buttons?

Nah, been there, done that.

Dig deeper.

Aha! Pearls.

So I took apart a few pearl necklaces/bracelets that I have had kicking around (some since I was a kid), and start gluing.
The pearls actually went a really long way, but I soon realized I had run out of the mid size beads.

When I went to the flea market this last Sunday I was on the hunt for pearls. Dave stumbled on this giant bear that was full to the top with junk jewelry and offered to buy it for me with his $10. (We usually try and split whatever cash we have between us so we can all buy something.)

After sorting through it when we got home I realized it had been about 1/3 of the way full of pearls.

Nice score Dave.
Yesterday I finally finished the gluing.

Well, I think.

I *might* add a second layer for some dimension. It's done for now though.
Even the leftovers look pretty.