It was a cold day in Paris... I found someone else he said, as he packed a bag and left me, leaving behind his favorite navy blazer and red silk tie. In anger and tears, I ripped the blazer to shreds, cut up the tie, and tore into the jewelry he had gifted me....Today I design artisan jewelry and accessories from those shreds of fabric, buttons off the blazer, and bits of broken jewelry. Every piece has a story...SWEET REVENGE !!!
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