Marrakech: and the girl who loved African beads.....

She was a girl who loved beads.  She was a girl who loved old African beads.

For wrapping around the neck or wrist, for coiling in silver or wood bowls, for strewing on the coffee table or hanging on chair corners.  For keeping or selling but for now all hers.............

Look at her recently purchased loot...........

Thick woven rope necklaces of old African beads with talismans.  For insouciant display.

Heavy, slick strands of antique Malian beads.  Cool ethno-botanist appeal....

Beautiful vintage African snake or chevron beads.  Rather bohemian chic.

I'm-so-glamorous large vintage African horn beads.  Very uptown.

Oh  so happy antique Malian beads.  For winding around Buddhas or santos (or ahem, wearing with a black pencil skirt if only she wore pencil skirts...).

Hmmm.....mysterious glass beads from the Sudan for warding off the evil eye.

For-wearing-ten-strands-at-a-time vintage and antique beads from Ghana. (so perfect with jeans, a slim T-shirt, and a fitted jacket)

Stunning, 100s of years old Malian glass beads.  You can't imagine the negotiations required to buy these....

Huge and fabulous vintage glass "Venezia" African beads.  Each perfect as a shade pull, she thinks...

3 inch wide Dogon bronze beads.  One to be threaded with a black grosgrain ribbon and worn at the hollow of the throat (on days when more sun is required).

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PS  Blogspot bloggers, I love you but I can't visit your blogs for some reason:(  My computer is being mean, very mean......

PPS Desperately desperately searching for kind souls visiting Marrakech to courier much needed items from the US or Canada.