Things swing in roundabouts don’t they? I remember loving myself a statement earring at uni. I was all about those big ol’ gems in my ears for a night out or even just a trip in for some studio time. My mum used to call them my Pat Butcher earrings and that was probably a reasonably accurate description. Then I turned my attentions to necklaces and layering them up for many years while my ears saw very little action, in fact part of me wondered if they’d closed up completely. But hear we are again and I’m loving a statement earring!