This fresh and salt water fish bring an unexpected, eclectic and quirky yet confident look. Make your statement. Show your tenacity. Turn some heads.
Inspired by my own personal travel story in Tokyo (Scroll below to read).
Origami Couture: Pieces are handmade. Each will be a little different.
Allow 2 weeks to be made and shipped. If you need them sooner, please message me to find out if there are any rush fees.
Height: 2 1/2" x Widest Width: 3 1/2"
Earring hook is 14/20 gold filled
22K Vermeil ring (Gold plate over sterling silver)
Lightweight and wearable from day to night
The paper is treated and protected for durability, UV and tear resistance.
ART ACCESSORY CARE If you get caught in a thunderstorm and drop them in a puddle, your earrings will be fine. Although the fan can open and close, it may eventually wear out the ink and/or paint on the fan if it is done. Treat these earrings as you would your favorite blouse, with a little bit of extra care.
STORY BEHIND THE EARRINGS
A JAPANESE-AMERICAN IN TOKYO
Tsukiji Fish Market. It was my first time in Japan and my first time at a fish market of that size and high energy. I felt really out of place like a....fish out of water *wink wink*. We ate at one of the market sushi bars. It was small. Narrow. Only men. They were all staring at us. Feeling was...Fish is not only out of water, but flip flopping onto Santa Monica Blvd. We took seats at the bar and did it omakase style. It was dang good! For our last piece, the chef challenged me. There were no words spoken, but it was indicated through his actions. He looked at me, looked down at what he was making and started giggling. He said something...I didn't understand him. Soft laughter came from the other men seated around me. A bit nervous, I kept my poker face. Finally, it was revealed. A perfectly made nigiri with moving tentacles to top it off. Well, this was new. What's a Japanese-American girl to do; surrounded by men expecting her to be grossed out, squeal and flee? I'll tell you, you smile, say itadakimasu, and eat said moving tentacles like it's an effing California Roll. It was tasty. Victory was mine.