After witnessing my favorite cameo vintage necklace slither into the abyss of my bathroom sink, I now appreciate my jewelry. It only took two hours of panicking, numerous face palms, ad one frustrated father to retrieve my prized possession. I couldn’t decide if I was in utter disgust or elation when I saw the dainty gold chain tangled in snake of black sludge. Delicious.
I guess I could sum up my melodramatic anecdote with this: find a signature piece of jewelry that exhibits your style. More importantly, don’t let it become a victim of a hungry street sewer or bathroom plumbing.
Above: The survivor, rhinestone studded art deco earrings, and antique gold clip on earrings from Austin’s Uncommon Objects.
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