~~* My Black Beauty Vintage Necklace & Feather Earrings *~~
This black bead necklace is soooo dear to me (I know, all my pieces are just so dear...).
I found it from Curiosa, a tiny vintage and antique jewellery shop that doesn't exist any more.
The feathered earrings (below) are a gift from my wonderful Noora. I call them my Brazil Earrings as they give me a feeling of something faraway, beautiful and wild.
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I lost the necklace once on a business trip to Copenhagen.
When the working day was done, I wondered aimlessly around the beautiful walking streets of the center, happily lost as usual - my sense of direction is rather legendary.
I popped into a few lovely jewellery stores to try on some beautiful pieces here and there. Only to realise the next day - when back at home - that I'd left my beloved black bead necklace into one of these little boutiques. I'd taken it off whilst trying on other things.
I had tried on necklaces in two shops, situated along the same street.
Didn't know the name of the street, or the names of those shops.
BUT.
With the help of Google maps (with pictures of streets and shops) I located ONE shop I'd visited. Which happened to be on the same street as the two jewellery shops where I had probably lost my necklace.
So I called the owner of that shop. Explaining what had happened, and asking her if she knew the name of a shop nearby that had tiny silver bracelets with angel figurines in it's window... Or another, that was rather ethnic by style... That was all I remembered.
That shop owner was just wonderful. She really understood how dear the necklace was to me. So she volunteered to walk up and down the street (a long one!), trying to find jewellery stores (the names of which I didn't remember) and trace down my necklace.
And she found it. Sent it home to me. Refused any compensation I tried to offer.
Instead, she told me to be careful with my beloved necklace in the future, saying that in fact it's quite valuable.
It is indeed true, what they say about the kindness of strangers...
Ps. Later, I told the owner of Curiosa - a third-generation goldsmith - about the adventures of my necklace. She recalled how she believes that some pieces of jewellery simply belong to certain people. For example, she had lost a 20. 000 euro diamond necklace twice, and twice it had been returned to her.
And she had felt that this black bead piece belonged with me the moment she'd first seen it on me:).
Life is - always - more amazing than fiction...♥.
~*♥*~
The feathered earrings (below) are a gift from my wonderful Noora. I call them my Brazil Earrings as they give me a feeling of something faraway, beautiful and wild.
[caption id="attachment_6128" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="I always use the long feather earrings only one at a time"][/caption]
I lost the necklace once on a business trip to Copenhagen.
When the working day was done, I wondered aimlessly around the beautiful walking streets of the center, happily lost as usual - my sense of direction is rather legendary.
I popped into a few lovely jewellery stores to try on some beautiful pieces here and there. Only to realise the next day - when back at home - that I'd left my beloved black bead necklace into one of these little boutiques. I'd taken it off whilst trying on other things.
I had tried on necklaces in two shops, situated along the same street.
Didn't know the name of the street, or the names of those shops.
BUT.
With the help of Google maps (with pictures of streets and shops) I located ONE shop I'd visited. Which happened to be on the same street as the two jewellery shops where I had probably lost my necklace.
So I called the owner of that shop. Explaining what had happened, and asking her if she knew the name of a shop nearby that had tiny silver bracelets with angel figurines in it's window... Or another, that was rather ethnic by style... That was all I remembered.
That shop owner was just wonderful. She really understood how dear the necklace was to me. So she volunteered to walk up and down the street (a long one!), trying to find jewellery stores (the names of which I didn't remember) and trace down my necklace.
And she found it. Sent it home to me. Refused any compensation I tried to offer.
Instead, she told me to be careful with my beloved necklace in the future, saying that in fact it's quite valuable.
It is indeed true, what they say about the kindness of strangers...
Ps. Later, I told the owner of Curiosa - a third-generation goldsmith - about the adventures of my necklace. She recalled how she believes that some pieces of jewellery simply belong to certain people. For example, she had lost a 20. 000 euro diamond necklace twice, and twice it had been returned to her.
And she had felt that this black bead piece belonged with me the moment she'd first seen it on me:).
Life is - always - more amazing than fiction...♥.
~*♥*~
