Adela Crown The Gaucho I was lying outside one

I was lying outside one night

catching light from every angle as the hand moves

At the same time

slip it under a draped neckline or an unbuttoned shirt and let the central ring sit at the chest while the long fringe falls freely below

the bag is lined in black silk

Adela Crown The Gaucho I was lying outside oneTHE STORY I was reading about Queen Charlotte once, the first Black queen of England, and there was a description of how she walked into a room, the weight of her crown, the feathers in her hair, the way every person in that room felt her before they saw her. I kept thinking about that image, a woman so sure of who she is that her headpiece becomes a declaration. Not jewelry. Not an accessory. A statement of reign. That woman, that feeling of walking