Well, not really bling, 'cause it doesn't shine or sparkle. It just rests there on my shirt, causing perfect strangers to stop me to ask, "Do you mind telling me what your button means?"
I have the bumper sticker version and have been closely followed a couple of times, until the driver who's ready to slam into the rear end of my PT Cruiser "gets" it and then passes me with a big smile.
My daughter gave my husband a t-shirt emblazoned with those inscrutable numbers, and we've also added a cap to the collection.
Have you figured out that I'm not talking about fitness or weight loss at all? Although I suppose, the way things have been not progressing around here, I could make that my new target date to be at goal. I'm hoping for sooner, though.
I'm purposefully apolitical here at the Shrinking Knitter, but I've had so very many unexpected positive responses to my new jewelry that I just had to share. To get your own, click on the bling.