If there is one thing which always gets money out of my bank account, and gets me setting off every metal detector in every airport - its jewelry. I just cant get enough of it! I thought I had to write about this as I have just had a
very cool arm bracelet made for me out of forks. Yep that’s right forks! And
it’s probably one of the nicest pieces of jewellery I own – I can’t wait to
wear it (and once I put it on – I defy anyone to try and take it away from
me!). All you Kenyan girls out there
will know exactly what I'm talking about.
The artist welds silver plated cutlery into designs and manages
to make necklaces, bracelets, rings you name it! He started by getting the old silver plated jewellry from the infamous 'Lunatic Express' (the passenger train which takes you from Nairobi to Mombasa - I have only taken it once and it was quite an adventure, but more of that later) and has been doing it ever since. I don’t know if I am the best
critic here anyway as I am obviously completely biased towards his work but
honestly if I was only allowed to wear jewellery from one designer for the rest
of my life it would be him. Every time I wear his stuff anywhere other than Kenya someone
comments on it and can never quite believe that I am wearing cutlery as
accessories – but hey I think it’s pretty cool to have something that no one
else has.
Ok I’ll admit – I I
feel completely naked without my various bracelets and rings, and on more than
one occasion my dad has counted the piercings in my ears, raised his eyes to
the heavens and sighed dramatically. I
have realised over the years that I have a particular tendency to buy out of
the ordinary stuff (I hardly own any small delicate accessories – I am more of
a big, bright and bold kind of girl). Every time I attempt to go jewellery
shopping in Europe I am always struck by how similar everything is and if I am
honest I find it all a little bit boring. Probably 99.9% of the jewellery I own
is from out here and I can’t really imagine wearing anything else. I love wondering around the Masai Market (big market in Nairobi, Kenya) bargaining with the locals for their
handmade stuff and my family has long since realised that it is incredibly
dangerous to let me anywhere near it when I have money. So if anyone out there is wondering what to
get me for Christmas this is a clear hint as any!
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