I have this thing for Jelly Belly jelly beans.
When I was in junior high school, a favorite weekend activity for me and my gal pals was to have my parents drive us to this certain far-away mall where they sold Jelly Belly beans in bulk.
Oh yeah. Umm-hmm. Party on!
I still love them, for their intense flavors,
the way they feel when I reach in the bag, like smooth, sugary pebbles,
and the way they look so amazing nestled in a vintage glass jar on my window sill.
As I found out yesterday, I have one more reason to love them...
they look beautiful scattered across my black and white tile floor amidst bits of said sparkling vintage glass!