The Steampunk Jewelry Cufflinks you see below are no ordinary cufflinks!
I’m afraid there is rather a dark story behind these “gleaming beauties”…a cautionary tale perhaps…
The Cufflinks were originally bought as a gift for her nephew, by a rather stout lady who went by the name of Henrietta Purloin (despite this most dishonest of names, I can vouch for her former fine standing).
As I ushered Mrs Purloin into my gallery to view the cufflinks, the poor lady turned as white as a sheet, swooned and in a trice was lying in a dusty heap upon the floor.
She was quite unconscious!
Eventually, with the aid of smelling salts and the jab of a needle, I managed to usher Mrs Purloin out into the rain, where I slapped her lumpy white face a few times, before she eventually came around.
Naturally, I was of the assumption that the sight of my most wonderful Steampunk Jewelry Cufflinks had caused the poor lady to faint at their wonder, but I was mistaken!
For as she passed into the gallery, she had caught a glimpse of the table I use to house my Steampunk Jewelry and I had gone and left one of the table-legs bare! The scandal!
Please let this misfortunate tale serve as a warning to you, my esteemed friend, cover your table legs at all times.
The last I heard from poor, insane Henrietta Purloin, she was cloistered away in the infernal labyrinths of Bedlam that much maligned madhouse!
I am truly sorry if this tale has darkened your day and as some small consolation, I have posted a picture of the wondrous cufflinks, table legs strictly out of frame…





