skeleton keys
When I was a little girl I used to play pretend A LOT. I remember being at my grandparents' house and finding an old skeleton key in a drawer and imagining all the different places that key would grant me access to and what secrets I would discover hidden behind those doors. To me, there is still something about keys that hold a tinge of mystery behind them so their rise in popularity does not surprise me. Sure, we have all seen the ads for the shiny, new, diamond encrusted Tiffany versions, but judge me if you will, I still prefer the rusty old kind to adorn my neck.
When I was a little girl I used to play pretend A LOT. I remember being at my grandparents' house and finding an old skeleton key in a drawer and imagining all the different places that key would grant me access to and what secrets I would discover hidden behind those doors. To me, there is still something about keys that hold a tinge of mystery behind them so their rise in popularity does not surprise me. Sure, we have all seen the ads for the shiny, new, diamond encrusted Tiffany versions, but judge me if you will, I still prefer the rusty old kind to adorn my neck.
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