I have a theory that spring and summer bring on the bracelets because we bare our arms again. So the stacks are back. I love to gather up the bangles from thrift stores and give them new charm. Especially the wooden ones, which are so much fun to collage. This one got fragments from a portrait of Mme. Pompadour, a postage stamp and text from a French grammar. Then another of steel wire with recycled beads and lace, another with mother of pearl buttons, one shell inlaid as-is, then two thin ones with charms. All feminine and sweet, but not in a sticky way, since they have a rustic edge.