Hand-cut, hand-forged copper tags (obtained from reclaimed or re-purposed copper) are stamped with one of Nicole Curtis' (host of HGTV's The Rehab Addict) mottos: Original Is Best.
Tags are polished and secured to soft, gorgeous brown leather. The tags will only continue to develop character as they age.
Secures with silver screw post. Fits wrists up to from 6.5" - 7/5".
Please let me know if you need your bracelet to fit a smaller or larger wrist.
Everyone loves a custom wrap bracelet that features a favorite saying — whether inspirational, motivational, or plain and simple sarcasm.
So…what’s YOUR motto?
*Examples of bracelets made to date (helps get the creativity flowing!):
Original Is Best (for Nicole Curtis, from HGTV and DIY)
When You Learn Teach (for Brad Jamison, founder of Good Citizen)
Don’t Think Just Do (for Gregory Zarian, Actor/Model/Speaker)
Part Kitsch. Part Dish. All Apron. (for The Casserole Queens)
Feel the Fear (for Karen, who’s afraid of a lot of stuff)
Just Keep Going (for Marie, who frequently suffers from paralysis by analysis)
You Cannot Be Serious (for yours truly, because I say it…oh…all the time)
Where to even begin when it comes to Nicole Curtis...
The girl is a powerhouse. She's a mom, a rehabber (sidenote: a friend admitted yesterday that because she hasn't ever seen Nicole's show, Rehab Addict, and kept seeing me post about my friend, the Rehab Addict, she figured Nicole had some real issues that kept landing her back in...rehab. We're all clear now), an advocate, and most importantly a kind, genuine, honest, knowledgeable person.
She's given me 6 rules to add to my ever-growing list; #3 rocked my world.
This is something I did not expect when I woke up this morning!
The inimitable Kathie Lee Gifford wearing an Elizabeth Lyons original on the Today show.
Life is beautiful, my friends.
Yep, that's my tire.
Yep, it's flat.
Yep, I was supposed to pick up kids 25 minutes after I noticed this.
Anyhoo. While I waited for TJ the Roadside Assistance Maverick to arrive, I summoned Jeff the Intern to the 4th floor of the parking garage to see if we could expedite the tire-changing process. Because, seriously, how hard could it be?
Warning: All debacles begin with the question, "How hard could it be?"
Mom, I’m gonna die.”
That’s the manner in which Grace greeted me upon entering the vehicle yesterday after school.
“You won’t die, Grace. Who said what?”
“No,” replied Grace, as convicted as Henry anytime he’s accused of absolutely anything including breathing. “I’m seriously going to die. I don’t have enough money to live.”
At this, I’m sure you can understand my confusion.