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Heavy metal


Reached into the mood machine (a.k.a. the little piles of jewelry haphazardly stashed about the house) and decided to play dress-up with some of my favorite finger candy.

(Vintage turquoise cuff and Celtic armor, Max & Chloe longhorn, eBay crow's skull)

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That cuff is so incredible!
Unknown said…
me gusta¡¡¡
Un abrazo.Paz
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Anonymous said…
you have the best accessories!
Anonymous said…
okay, gotta ask - no fear it will break with one wrong flex of the hand? it is so beautiful! great teal stone too.

xx
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omg what amazing pieces u have!!
Femme Virtue said…
love all the rings! very cool!
Candice said…
Gorgeous collection! Love the cuff too =)
Unknown said…
gorgeous pieces!


xo
Alex said…
Love the crow skull!
Liana said…
love them all! that chain one is amazing!
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Adele said…
Wow, what an incredible image!

Adèle
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The Cat Hag said…
That is beautiful finger candy, so so awesome! :)


xoxo,
Addie
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Valerie said…
So pretty! What I would give to have those arm candy around my fingers too. :) Thanks for visiting my blog. Following you. xx

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