Weird shit

When I was little I had an imaginary friend. Or maybe "it" was not that imaginary, it was this:



Yes. I had a clown doll as my best friend. We talked for hours and he always had such nice things to say.

I found him today in the basement, and it all came back to me... I take this as a direct cause for my love for weird shit in my adult (YOUNG ADULT!!!) life.

This necklace I found last year in Cologne, Germany. I LOVE IT. I wear it to my casual outfits. It's bigger than it looks. And it's quite strange. It's BEAR BLING.





It really is an awesome piece.