'Eloise'

Eloise lived at The Plaza and skated in the lobby and ordered room service and had opinions about everything. She was six years old and entirely in charge of her own life. She was not waiting to grow up to become herself. She was already herself, completely, with a nanny named Weenie and a dog named Weenie and a turtle named Skipperdee, and she ruled her world from the top floor with absolute confidence and zero apology.

This pendant is for her. Moss for the green she dragged through marble lobbies. A hydrangea bloom pressed into a scalloped oval frame, delicate and deliberate, for the girl who already knows exactly who she is and simply requires the jewelry to match. She does not need to be told she is wonderful. She is already aware.

For the girl who is already running things.