At MAD About Jewelry, the party was in the details (opens in new tab)

My mother’s life-size jewelry chest still reigns in my memory as a private treasure house of beauty. Each tortoiseshell drawer seemed to hold stranger and more specific little miracles than the last: gems, trinkets, charms, chains, heirlooms, curiosities, and glamorous mysteries that appeared to contain entire lives in miniature. Jewelry, to me, never began as... Read More