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The Mystic Eyes Necklace

 
Mystic Eyes Necklace
SHE isn't too bad in Cougar Town but I think Courtney Cox was better off in Friends. Perhaps her acting isn't convincing in the former. That aside, I still watch the show for her + the lovely dresses and accesories she wears in every episode. Her co-star, Busy Philipps also has some nice pieces of jewellery to show off in some episodes. In fact, I was inspired by something she wore in the thanksgiving episode (season 1) that led me to my next jewellery project ! 

Months ago, my colleague Fazleena, gave me a pair of earrings(pic, right) that she had picked up during a trip to India. Black, oval stones cast in dark metal, it's a pretty pair. There's an antique and ethnic feel to it. I loved looking at it, but somehow never saw it as earrings. To me, they were too pretty to be buried beneath long, loose hair (not that I have much hair now).I also felt that the ovals would look bolder as pendants - like a third, mystical eye on the chest, given its shape. Months later, I turned it into the Mystic Eyes Necklace.

Philipps' necklace in the show is very attractive. The pendants are like emeralds (maybe they really are)- fresh green sets, strung in gold (or gold-plated) chains. The first chain with a pendant is shorter than the second, so they drop in tiers. Two pendants in a necklace isn't bad at all, and the key is in keeping the chain simple to strike a balance. With that, I made my necklace using a thin, dark metal chain. A pendant on each chain, the ends of the chains are connected to jump rings before adding a lobster clasp. 
Easy :)  

Dark metal chain and pendants

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