Men often ask me if they can wear my necklaces, and I answer, “Of course!” But I’ve never had photographic evidence until now. Behold my Virginia Woolf Whistle looking hot, hot, hot.
I can’t outdo my model’s original caption for this, so here it is:
“I’m serving angry-coach-gonna-punish-the-whole-team-if-you-don’t-give-me-ten-more masochistic fantasy (and the ‘ten’ here is Ks to pay for the heavy-metal, solid-gold whistle around my neck).”
If you’re in Columbus, Ohio, you can pick up this bad boy — and I do mean the whistle necklace, not the bad boy wearing it — at Alexanders Jewelers. The rest of you can find it on 1stdibs.