I know, I am seriously lame and dorky. Especially when it comes to naming things. I just know if I ever have a child, it's name is going to be wackadoodle weird. Like, Freyja Boudicca for a girl or Parker Jasper-Edmond for a boy. And, yes, my children will most likely get their asses beaten on the playground.
I digress.
This necklace is totally hot. I hate scarves and necklaces with large metal charms terrify me. I've cracked my front teeth five times while headbanging with a huge necklace. Yeah, my buck teeth have been filed down quite a bit thanks to smashing myself in the face while dancing. So, you can see why the feather/string bib would be appealing to me.
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