All of my jewelry has stories behind them. My grandma gave me the heart necklace a year before she passed away. My grandfather gave it to her. As a child I loved other people’s heart necklaces.
My aunt had some of my grandmothers’ old cameos. She offered them to my cousins and me. They look very interesting and the colors could go with almost anything.
I played bingo at a jewelry party; I ended up getting the pink sparkly piece at a discount.
My sister gave me the sparkly white piece for Christmas one year. Another year my sister and I went to a jewelry store to shop for each other for Christmas. We found what we liked and bought each other necklaces.