Having spent my childhood in Hawaii I learned the difference between being ‘local’ or a tourist. In the 1950’s, just after the war, Mings of Honolulu Jewelry store opened. They catered to the local women rather than the tourists.

Most of the women who lived on the island had either an earring, bracelet, ring, or necklace using these hand carved Pikake flowers. (my sainted mother had them all!) It was a ‘symbol’ that you were local and that meant something in a place overrun with tourists. As a local you were treated differently. Better deals at the fruit stands, better prices for homes, better meat from the butcher etc. Basically, you were given the space at the front of the line. Pikake flowers are revered for their perfume. Wearing a lay of them keeps your mind in a gentle place. or it does for me.

Enough history!

These hang from 14 KGF marquees with a chain fringe falling from the flower. They speak for themselves. Creamy white stands out in long dark hair but of course, brilliant on anyone!