In re jewelry carnage

It's a happier topic and one over which I have putative control.

Perhaps not.

Frothlet #2 gave me a Charming Charlie gift card for Christmas. I had suggested buying me some earrings since I'm totally bored and over with most of my current collection. He, probably dragged by his girlfriend to CC, was totally overwhelmed by the store. And understandably so since it's a glittery fifteen-layer-cake of artfully arranged cheap shit from earrings to bracelets to necklaces to shoes to purses and assorted other stuff. Not everything is cheap-cheap, but the range of cheap to medium-cheap outweighs anything not cheap-medium-cheap so that your EYEBALLS AND BRAIN EXPLODE.

It's just a fabulous store. It makes me happy.

So yesterday I hit it right when it opened and was in and out in an hour, $50+ poorer. Or at least Frothlet #2 was. I was only $20+ poorer since one cannot possibly be expected to STOP at $50.

I got me some new smaller danglies, some studs, some unique sorts, all in colors I didn't have and a cunning ring that is five individual rings that stack. Two are rhinestones and three are a minty jadey stone, all in silver or stainless or probably tin, who knows, but they all combine to make a flowery looking thing on my finger. I'll take a pic with Mr. Froth's new camera. Only problem  is, they move around on the finger so I have them secured with a twist-tie since I am fashion forward. The ring also goes well with my blueberry-lavendar Revlon nails.

I then decided to clean out the old jewelry and I filled up two small plastic bags worth of see-ya-don't-wanna-be-ya bracelets, earrings and necklaces. It was awesome! Someone will get some swag that isn't too shabby. Well, you know. I'd buy some of it at a resale shop. And, probably will sometime, because I'm stupid.

Are 50 or so pair of earrings excessive?