Marble complexion, raven tresses, flowing gown the color of a Tahitian pearl–her grand entrance turns heads. Nothing new. She carries herself like a dark swan, gliding through the thick crowds, paths opening before her. It’s 1952, but her necklace came straight from the Italian Renaissance. And tonight, she feels like Lucrezia–capable of anything.
My newest necklace of dark blue-grey faux pearls with a handcrafted pendant of vintage filigree and set rhinestones…The Gala. Now in my Gemnorde Etsy shop.