A few of my favorite vintage lockets. These days I hardly wear any jewelry except for the odd necklace or ring, but I keep collecting pieces anyways. I'm usually drawn to pieces that are either delicate and feminine (like the necklaces above), or things that are crazy and oversized and loud (and sometimes food related). There isn't much in between that interests me at the moment. The black locket on the right has a photo of some strange man inside it, something I tore out of a magazine and wedged in there so that when people inevitably ask me if I have any photos inside I can open it and tell some wild tale about this guy I don't even know. That is, until I finally admit it's all for comedy.