Being the one responsible for virtually all the legwork, I am letting my absolute power corrupt me abso-somewhat. There were a small number of exhibitors who were accepted without having to wait for the jury’s decision, and White Lotus was one of them. As previously mentioned, my inner girly-girl has long been repressed, so anytime I see a piece of jewellery that inspires me to unquestioningly hand over my credit card deserves a spot. The striking wire-and-stonework also makes a nice change from the mountains of same-y beaded trinkets that are so prevalent in stores.

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