And when I showed it to a girl I worked with in London her response was Oh, you're into all of that are you? and then my head exploded.
But while packing up my jewellery and moving it halfway back around the globe, I realised that Yea. I am into All of That. I of course don't see what the problem is!
I think nowadays people may think that people are desensitised to death, horror, and the macabre, but I believe that it has become so that it is only acceptable in a horrific arena. In the nineteenth century and earlier people were painted holding skulls as a reminder of their own mortality, which may seem a depressing way to live and a reaction to short life expectancy but I see it as a reiteration of the idea that we, all of us, human existence in general, are here for all too too brief a time and we should make the most of the fleeting instants we have. But then again, I was the one reading books about decomposition as a pre teen. So maybe it is just my twisted tastes.
Of course I then proceeded to take photographic evidence of my macabre jewellery collection.
A quick disclaimer! I don't wear all these pieces together. Unless it's halloween. Though it would be amusing. Or terrifying.
And yet another disclaimer! I own a lot of jewellery. I do. It's almost a problem. So this is not anywhere near half of the jewellery I own (okay, it might be 1/3) and is merely just the macabre or more unusual pieces in my collection.
Okay. Let's proceed.
(I love how his little nose is an upside down heart!)
Snake Jewellery
Hearts and Tears
(Made from real human hair)
Fang Jewellery
And hey, it's not like it's all huge and gaudy.
Well. Except for ...
I picked up this adorable rat ring in the Camden Market. I wore it on the tube home and it was one of the very few times anyone ever interacted with me on the tube (without being drunk and or hitting on me).
And, P.s. I promise to get over my obscene macro love soon. Soon.
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