For the woman who believes even herearlobesdeserve poetry—meet these verdant blossoms, forever caught mid-sway between shadow and splendor. Each petal is acubic zirconia dewdrop, precision-cut to mimic nature’s most cunning trick:making the ephemeral permanent.
The warm copper stems—oxidized just so—recallsecret Victorian conservatorieswhere ladies hid love notes in flower pots. Dangling with deliberate frivolity, they catch the light differently by day (demure,botanical) and by night (daring,like emeralds stolen from a maharajah’s turban).
