When I was younger, I had a small collection of Worry Dolls.
They were fun to play with as a child, but I never thought of wearing them around my neck.
Apparently, the brilliant minds in the jewelry department at Anthropologie thought they’d made a great necklace.
Wow. It’s part candy necklace, and part worry doll. The seven-year-old in me in screaming out for me to buy it. Seriously. But the 24-year-old in me in saying “no frackin way.”
According to the description on Anthropologie’s website, “wee woolen dolls in the likenesses of Argentine couples and fuzzy llamas are strung from freshwater pearls and neon beads, recalling the vibrancy of the Seven Colors Hill.”
Hmmm… I’d have to disagree. But, that’s my opinion. I’ve outgrown the need to wear little people and llamas around my neck. Unless it’s Mardi Gras. But then it must be a real llama. And not around my neck. I’d just want to ride it. Can you ride a llama?
And, for the $198 they’re charging for the necklace, I would gladly string together some of my Worry Dolls and colorful beads. If anyone is interested, you know. Just email me. We can make some sweet necklaces. That $198 would pay for A LOT of Worry Dolls. My collection has been lacking lately.