Allow me to introduce you to Glocky. Named after the sound his hooves would make on the ground if he was real, Glocky is sporting one of my new pieces.
Years ago a pygmy owl landed on my window sill and dared me to make hot jewellery designed to make necks, ears and wrists sexier and therefore give ladies the equivalent of loaded weapons for attacking their dreams. And guess what? I'm doing it everyday and you can't stop me. I still get together with the owl every Thursday but we mainly talk about the rockstars we could out-drink if we had to.
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