
That's a pretty awkward situation if you wanted to high-five someone. All fingers encased by the lobster, bar one.
This little face was one of my favourites


Despite their greatness though, I didn't buy any of them which is probably a good thing, and partly due to the fact that I'm so attached to the rings I already have and always wear like this beautiful one, borrowed from Mum.
Rings have been a long standing obsession of mine, from endless trips peering through pawn shop windows, and countless trips to 20p machines.