Swarovski gems for women with a killer instinct for design

Aug 28 2014 by
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BLACK WIDOWIt’s not often that I’m captivated by the text that accompanies a product—even if it’s about jewels. Then I read the description of the Black Widow (The Femme Fatale). The gem-encrusted sculpture, which is 26 cm high, 76 cm wide and 89 cm long, is one of 15 pieces created by Matthew Campbell Laurenza (MCL) for Atelier Swarovski. It was on display yesterday at a private gathering at the home of Toronto socialite Suzanne Rogers. “The buyer will definitely have to be an insect lover with a dark side,” laughs Cheryl Jester, communications manager for Swarovski Gemstones in New York. “It’s gorgeous!” The stats on this piece are impressive: 30,867 pieces of black spinel, 375 pieces of blazing-red topaz and 6 pieces of labradorite. The total carat weight is 2,200. And the price? Well, that’s impressive too: US$295,000. In addition to the 15 sculptures, MCL also created 15 wearable one-of-kind jewellery pieces, including a citrine and sapphire dinner ring that one observer described as “a beautiful monstrosity.” The Atelier Swarovski collection, which is called the "Jeweled Garden" because it was inspired by flora and fauna, launched in New York earlier this year at Bergdorf Goodman and will make its next stop at Lane Crawford in Hong Kong. Now, are you curious about that description?

"She stares into space through her ravenous, labradorite eyes; legs aching with desire, bristles shaking from pangs of hunger. Her appetite is voracious—a blazing-red heat, coursing through her pitch-black spinel. It is notorious, this hunger; she is known to have eaten her lovers. Not anymore, though. In this garden she has no one to kiss or kill.
"Oh, how she used to love the game: dancing with her victims before piercing their souls, a macabre waltz of power and attraction, ending with a fatal sting. Her enzymes would filter through them, breaking them down; their insides melting—a creamy liquid that swirled beneath their crunchy shells. And then, finally, she would cover them in her warm silk, tough as steel, and devour them.
"Now, as she hangs upside down in her web, she is cursed by dreams: men from the past. And while there is no such thing as time in the garden, she is marked by it still. She cannot escape it, for there is an hourglass on her stomach, counting the days since her lips tasted love.” I couldn’t help but think that this might have been written for the equally rarefied creatures in attendance at yesterday’s gathering: ladies who lunch—women who understand the push and pull of power and attraction. READ MORE
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