Drowning In Muchness.

Here I am. 12:28 AM.
Working on Muchness.
It’s still early, compared to last night when I hit the pillow at 2AM.
I rose off of it at 7am.
And was STILL late for work.

yay.

Please forgive me if this posts lacks a bit of muchness. And a few of the !!!!!!’s I am so fond of. That article in the paper was awesome. And it made me a busy, busy bee. The response has been awesome and opened my world to some new people who found me and my story. It also opened up the ability of (real life) people to feel comfortable with me feeling comfortable mentioning the twins. (Which reminds me, I have an email I have to respond to. Or seven. Love emails. I should have taken that typing class in high school. I can only imagine how much more I could accomplish if I could use all 10 of my fingers instead of just  five. And looking at the monitor instead of the keyboard?!?!? Imagine how much time that would save me! But alas. I type like….. What on earth am I babbling about?!?!?!?!

It is now 12:42. Oy.

So, the purpose of this post was to apologize for the lack of posts lately. Is it arrogant to assume anyone misses them? Well, Um, ok.

I did see this chic in awesome muchy shoes today. I’m still working up the courage to start asking people if I can take pics of their Muchness. I DID compliment her on them, but then felt dumb asking to take a picture of her feet. I’m thinking I have to do it specifically because I am afraid of it, and that is exactly what The Muchness is all about right? (If I’m being honest, I likely would have had the guts to ask if she had smiled and been more appreciative when I complimented her but she kinda just looked at me like I had three heads, making me wonder if maybe she didn’t speak a word of english. But she did. She just wasn’t super friendly.)

Anyhow: Super Muchy shoes, **Sneak attack picture***

FRONT VIEW: NEON WITH STUDS

 

BACk VIEW: Leopard print pony fur. Really??? Um, yes. Really.

Bonus points for anyone who can identify this crazeeness and help me find them online.
Extra bonus points if they’re on sale.

12:51. I’m Out.
xox, Tova

Much of a Muchness

Hiya! So, today the Muchness got it’s first piece of press! A small write up in the local large paper about the site and the Muchness bands. Pretty exciting! 🙂

http://www.northjersey.com/shopping/127647228_Tova_Gold_s_accessories_pay_tribute_to_twin_loss.html?scpromo=1&c=y&mobile=1&c=y

READER SUBMISSION!! (Did I tell you how much I love these?)

I received this email from a friend of a friend of a friend…
I’m humbled and touched to read stuff like this.

My friend of a friend of a friend writes:

I had an early miscarriage about two weeks ago and haven’t been feeling quite like myself since.  I described my “symptoms” to (our friend): missing myself, feeling scared that the old me might not return, anxious, etc. She said, “you lost your muchness!”  She told me about you, what you went through, and the Alice in Wonderland quote.

I was trying to find words to label how I feel other than lost, zombie, or adrift.  I love all things dark and goth, but associating those words with NOW is way too hopeless.  I think muchness, or the losing of my muchness is more hopeful and appropriate.

Many months ago, I bought a necklace.  An Alice in Wonderland necklace!  I never wore it and stuffed it into my sock drawer to be forgotten.  Until now.  So, going along with your sparkle and color idea, I realized that this necklaces is going to be the lifeline that I throw into the water for my muchness to grab onto.  I’ll wear it every day until it comes back to me.

 Thank you for the idea of muchness and for sharing your story.

Here is the necklace.  A dagger through a heart, and some other stuff. A droplet of crystaly blood at the end. I told you I enjoy the morbid. 

You are so very welcome. Thank you for sharing and letting me know how The Muchness affected you. I look forward to seeing you take the 30 Day Challenge!!!

xox, Tova

 

MUCH MORE MUCHNESS BANDS!!

So, now that www.findingYOURmuchness.com is up and running, I’ve sold a whole lot more Muchness bands!! Most of them are as gifts. Even if the receiver is not aware of The Muchness, each band comes with a cute little booklet explaining what it is and how its designed to help them through a rough patch. It also comes with a special little booklet of papers that you can write on and slude into the secret pocket. I wear a Muchness Band nearly every single day. It honestly affects my mood and the energy i project!
Anyhooooo, my stock is running low so i went to the garment district to but some more materials and bring them to my factory. I wanted to share some pics! I bought some MUCHTASTIC new colors of silk and sequins…. Many are only going to be available in limited editions- i think that’ll make it so fun!!
I’m also thinking of designing pink ones for Breast Cancer Awareness in the month of October and donating proceeds from those to Breast Cancer Research.
So much to do!!! So little time!!!

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Those first two pics are in the fabric stores. That last one us the chaotic and super busy garment factory. They make clothing for high end fashion designers, and they make The most fabulous Muchness Bands!!! (what- you didnt think i sat and sewed them? They have to be beautiful people!!! xox)

IN TOUCH WITH THE MUCH?

Not sure if it is officially Muchy or if It’s just cool.

I’ve heard rumors of the existence of these bags made entirely from the pop top from soda cans. Like the lock-ness monster, they live in infamy.

And then this chic was right there on the corner, waiting to cross the street. I couldnt believe what a clear, close picture I got!

Making Memories

As I mentioned yesterday, Sunday was a monumental day. Here’s why.
On her day 2 challenge, April asked what was a great memory of a day with your family. That got me to thinking and I realized that every day since we started growing our family, that had the potential for greatness, has been clouded by what’s missing.
And once I realized what I was doing- what I was unknowingly cheating myself out of- I made a promise to myself to stop it.

Sunday was the annual balloon festival.  We went once. In 2009. I was pregnant with the twins and couldn’t imagine they wouldn’t be ok. I remember the day distinctly. I looked around and saw tons of identical twins.  That day might have been the one time I allowed myself to “go there” – imagining in my head what our life would be like with them. Would I dress them alike (I said no way- but I probably would have) . Would people look at us and ask about them like I saw someone ask about a pair of twins? Would be even be able to leave the house? Triple strollers are ridiculously large and Molly was still so young…. And to top off the day, I was so pregnant we left before the balloon launch because I needed a rest!
Those are the thoughts I’ve been associating with balloon festival.
Last year I was pregnant with Liat and was glad to have an excuse to stay home.
This year I was torn. I knew Molly would love it but I was not in the mood to be bombarded by those memories and visually assaulted by all the twins that are invariably all over the place at events like that.
And then I read Aprils post. And it was like a big swift kick upside the head. This summer is about new memories! It is about my beautiful family! What am I doing?!?!?

So, I threw on a  sequined tank and mini skirt, tied my Muchness band around my wrist, packed our sunscreen and lunch and hit the road to the balloon festival.

And it was a beautiful, fun and surprisingly relaxing day! I won’t lie- I saw lots of twins and had mild flashbacks to 2009, but I didn’t let it in. New memories are what I made that day.

And we stayed for the balloon launch. And Molly loved it too.

When we left. Those girls were EXHAUSTED!