I adore cameos. They are so classic... and timeless... and beautiful. Even more, I find them to be incredibly intriguing. When I wear one, I feel like I'm wearing a story.
My collection hails from this heavenly little shop in Ravello on the Amalfi Coast (oh, sweet honeymoon).
Each cameo is handcrafted from the corals found nearby. I've paired the Italian beauties with chains meticulously chosen here on the homeland.
My collection hails from this heavenly little shop in Ravello on the Amalfi Coast (oh, sweet honeymoon).
Each cameo is handcrafted from the corals found nearby. I've paired the Italian beauties with chains meticulously chosen here on the homeland.
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| this wee one was bequeathed to my wee one it's about the size of a large watermelon seed |
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| good things come in little (red) packages |
And the cameo that started it all -- a pin handed down to me as a child.
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| oldest meets youngest, for a little scale |
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