Many may not know this but the clumsy oaf *me* used to take ballet lessons under the tutelage of a Mrs Simons. I think I was a disgrace to her. All imagery of dainty women dancing on pointed toes in soft ballet shoes with a tutu to boot... was probably destroyed by me.
Still, I could not help myself but reach for the ballerina charm. Perhaps there is this part of me that wishes for a different ending to the lessons I had. I have forgotten all the lessons within the year of dropping out from the classes. And that happened a good many years ago in Primary School.
This necklace features a dainty ballerina and a row of gold toned filagree topped with Swarovski crystals.
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