I haven’t been able to wear necklaces for quite a long time now. Apart from a few which are either specifically designed to withstand the attentions of a small child, I’m minimally adorned.
Every so often I test the waters to see if I can return to my former ways, but so far it’s always ended in disaster.
This was a lovely black pearl necklace that Batman bought me and Dragon disassembled. I’ve saved the pearls and beads in a wee pot in the expectation of their being useful again, but at least I’ve discarded the broken pieces and it’s out of my jewellery box.