

Because if someone's gonna call you that, it might as well be you.


Goddamn, these shits are fucking elegant as hell.
A place to keep your most cherished memories, but definitely not to share them.
Super angry, yet somehow sophisticated. Those Brits really know what the fuck they're doing.
When you don't even have words for all that fuckery.
For you and your loyal, gives-no-fucks bestie.
So that when the compliments start rolling in, you can lightly finger them and say, "Oh, yes, these are my pussy earrings!"
For all the round bits you love.
Because there are just some things you can't say quite so obviously to your in-laws.
Baddies only.
For when you know you're the shit.
Because if someone's gonna call you that, it might as well be you.
For your most unabashedly messy friend.
For when you want to deliver a burn with an extra French flourish.
Onlookers will assume it's an abstractly pretty pendant, until you inform them that it's a big ol' fox dick.
Comes in brass, as well as three gold-plated finishes. Damn, that shit is fancy.
(Speaking of that shit.)