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Spectacles Chain ...

... for my godmother
MY godmother, Margaret Thong, is a sweet lady in her 60s, who has always been kind to me. In the 6 years I've known her, she's been the one who did most of the calling, and keeping in touch. I know I ought to do the same, but it's so easy to be submerged in work and life that I sometimes put dearest people on hold. Many times, I've experienced guilt for not contacting her as often as she contacts me, especially when I see her name blinking on my phone screen. But we do catch up, and when we do, it usually takes up a full afternoon over good food, stories and heart-to-heart talks. I also make it a point to give her something nice during our meets (although the last time we met, she bought me lunch AND something nice). So during my meeting with her this week, I've decided to give her something handmade and special. I hope she'd like the Spectacles Chain I've made for her.

A specs chain has to be light and versatile. You don't want a stiff, heavy string of beads resting on your shoulders, or weighing down your glasses onto your bridge. So for this project, I had picked some seed beads (large size) in off-white, and some glossy black bicones, to set off the chain. I used dark metal eye-pins to connect the beads into a 26-inch chain. The project was about repetitive looping, but still very straight-forward, really. If you want a super light finished work, you can opt to string up beads using a nylon string, but that'll be too light and maybe even a little dull. I feel that some metal adds character, but you've got to exercise a little caution when removing your spectacles, as rough handling may cause the metal to clink against the lenses.  

Bicones, Eye Pins and Seed Beads


  1. How did you acquire a godmother 6 years ago? Most people become godparents to babies, not adults....

    I'm sure she appreciated such a thoughtful gift

  2. I'm a Christian but not a catholic till I got married to my husband who is one. So 3 yrs before I got married I got a godmom in the church.

  3. Nice gift for a godmother. Those beads are lovely!

    P.S. I saw your comments on my blog. Thanks. :-)

  4. Thank you ! You hv interesting stories to tell :)


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