A certain mall store, which shall remain nameless to protect the innocent shoppers who get sucked in every now and then, has come out with a line of clothes with a tag that reads "Heritage: 1981." Sheesh. '81? Heritage? Yikes. Continuing with this exaggerated sense of time's passing, I've been working on a bunch of earrings that I'm referring to as my old school collection, as they make use of colors, shapes, and textures (hello, faceted) that I used all the time when I was making earrings back in New York. Remember, like, eleven months ago?