Hannah Martin | The Jewelry Editor

Hannah Martin, the hip London jewelry designer, works out of somewhat studio on the suitably cool fringes of the Metropolis of London. Right here she desires up a fantasy world by which unhealthy boys from Russian gangsters to preying pirates roam unshackled by the underworld, collars turned up and flashing glints of gold and darkish pearls that adorn their our bodies. This assortment known as “The Forgotten Treasure of the Notorious Aguila Dorada” and you’ll think about what kind of villains inhabit this fantasy world. For this decadent and dissolute dream-man, no strange tie pin or well mannered signet pinkie ring will. He has an array of jewels which can be as laborious edged and decadent as his modus operandi. Charged with eroticism, these jewels are about as horny because it will get with out veering into the land of lewd. It is laborious to pin down what creates the erotic rigidity in Hannah’s jewels. Perhaps it is the nubs and swoops and sides of finely polished gold mixed with the elegant suggestion of a manacle or possibly its the sensuality of the abundance of the darkish lustre of pearls and the attract of smokey stones. Put them collectively and these man jewels whisper unhealthy, unhealthy boy.