What's your definition of "still wearable"? Does it include things that look like absolute vomit, as long as they have holes? (If it's got a hole, you can put a string through it. If you can put a string through it, you can wear it. You probably shouldn't, but you can.)
That describes most of my boro productions. What I do with them is let them sit on my dining room table for a long, long time, in the hope that the cats will make them disappear permanently, like they do with important and valuable things I really want to keep. When that fails to happen, I throw lots of them out. (No. Really. It's the best thing. You can't convince me that there's any way to magically transform beads once they've reached the point of looking like a mostly-digested Chinese dinner.) Then I put the rest of them in a box and send them to L****, whose name I will conceal because I want to have a hope of continuing to do this. She takes my beads, and she sorts through them, and sometimes she sends me money. She does a lot of shows and puts out a $2 bead bowl and a $5 bead bowl. If I send her anything she thinks is worth more than that, she takes it on consignment. Works for me!
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