I've added uke bling to the ukes I'm in love and even in like with. I've got Native American bling on the Mainland and Kanile'a. It has lots of personal meaning to me. I'm Choctaw on Grandma's (mom's mom) side. My mom has been trying with every spare moment she has, ever since I can remember, to get me enrolled in the Choctaw Nation. We've always had the geneology stuff, the Census info, which isn't even correct but it's what you have to use, but now you have to have a tombstone, and that's tough because there's conflicting information on the year great-great grandma died. That's what keeps me from joining the rest of my family on the Choctaw side. My uncle was on the tribal council when I was little for heaven sakes.
Anyway, Grandma passed away when I was 3, so she's at the edge of memory. I remember her being able to reason with me when no one else could. I was at the picky eater stage. She made me some oatmeal that was flavored with apple and cinnamon. I balked. I remember us sitting at the table, and she asked what's the worst thing that could happen if I tried it? I said, with pure 3 year old logic, that it could taste bad and I'd hate it. She said, so what? Then I'd know. That's not the end of the world. It's ok if I don't like it. She was so easy going when everyone else made such a big deal of it, I dug in. I don't remember if I liked it, but I probably just liked how she was so different from everyone else in the family.
She was into turquoise and native bling in general. And somehow it happened that I am too. Mom commented not so long ago that I took after Grandma in that way, and who knows how that happened. But I think it's cool. I don't question it anymore.
So, gotta be some meaningful bling for the headstocks! ... except for the Flea, which just has something fun on it.
The only uke whose body I want to decorate is the Flea. I'd love for a tattoo artist to make a flash sheet of that body.
I'd post pics, but Flickr is down. The link is in my sig, when it comes back online.
