My husband was the first one to point out that my jewelry choices were beginning to cause him physical harm – every time I go in for a snuggle, I come dangerously close to putting his eye out or puncturing his neck with my spear-like earrings.
The gateway piece was this K/LLER spike ring—it radiates sleekness and edge as a stand alone or as a nice accent to a wrist piled high with bangles. The obsession progressed from there to include earrings, bracelets and necklaces all touting that dagger-esque quality I’ve grown to love (and my husband has grown to fear) so much. I mean, who doesn’t love a piece of jewelry that also happens to double as a self defense apparatus?
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