It’s not news that I’m a regular jewellery-junkie.What might be more interesting to note is that I’m a junk jewellery junkie. I mean, real junk, the kitschier, the crazier, the kookier the better. Clothing follows so many rules – of etiquette, of social mores, of affordability and of fashion. But jewellery is dictated by none of those! These are some pieces that bring out the real animal in me:
First of all, in honour of the season of puddles, rains and splashing, I present my happy amphibians:
Add a pair of baby duckies to lighten up the greys and browns of a Mumbai monsoon.
And finally, if I’m feeling like a bit of dark humour, I’ll wear these (Slytherin with a sense of humour) to the last Harry Potter movie.
* Cross-posted to The Idea-smithy.