I read a story once that a gentleman was having his usual lunch at the oyster bar in Grand Central Station (oyster soup!) and bit into something hard.
It was a pearl valued at $4,000.
I love the idea that something so beautiful accidentally exists in this filthy city. It got me more curious about pearls (and oysters), so I went on to read much more about them. It turns out a pearl is the result of an injury, essentially - it is an ulcer. The pearl develops when the oyster shell has encountered a trauma.
How beautiful is that?
Photos by @smoltog on IG
Pearl lingerie by @creepyyeha
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