“living in the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.” // e. ferber
i had a vision once – and i know how farfetched it’ll seem – but, i saw some version of myself, with a long strand of pearls, being torn away from my neck. loose little baubles on stone, falling away from me. i must’ve been hungover, or still booze-soaked, but i remember it vividly.
though i’m prone to discussing astrology with a permanent roll of the eyes, i can’t deny what they say about my sign. we’re headstrong, we enjoy the finer things in life, we don’t mind a good meal, (more often than we should), and we’re rather protective of our necks.
and then, there was that time – (oh, who am i kidding, i’ve had it done twice), when energy-readers from far-flung soviet provinces were sent in to read my aura. during both occasions, my eyes almost got stuck from rolling so far back into my head, until they both sternly mentioned that i should continue to be protective of my neck.
and so i am. in the prettiest way i know how.
i know i wear too many at one time, but its function over fashion on this one thing – as i’d rather be safe than sorry.
➝ source : fringed necklace via iosselliani
➝ source : triton necklace via odette
➝ source : nadir necklace via another feather