Every so often I fall down a Jessica McCormack rabbit hole. The pear cuts, the blackened gold, the way everything looks like it was pulled from a Mayfair townhouse and worn for three generations before it landed on someone's collarbone. It's the kind of jewelry I find genuinely chic, the kind that makes you stop scrolling. The problem with actual Jessica McCormack is the four-figure receipt. Lili Claspe is the closest I've seen to that old-world look at a price that doesn't make me panic if something falls out of my bag at the airport. Demi-fine, gold-plated brass, and the kind of pieces people ask about before they ask the price.
The Mayfair-Adjacent Edit
Three pieces that get the "where is that from" question, usually followed by a pause when you say what they cost.
The Large Cleo Charm Huggies have more presence than a plain hoop without crossing into statement-earring territory. The pear drop catches light the way a proper old-world earring does, and it moves when you do. Caveat: the huggie click closure is firm at first. Give it a week to break in or you'll fight with it every morning.
The Remi Edit is a curated ear stack sold as a set, which I usually find gimmicky, but this one solves a real problem. If you've ever tried to build a stack yourself and ended up with five mismatched studs that don't sit right together, this skips the guesswork. Sizing note: the cuff runs small. If you have thicker cartilage, measure first.
The Cleo Pear Necklace is the one I'd wear most. Short, sits at the collarbone, single pear stone. It has that solitaire-on-a-fine-chain look that reads like something inherited, and it disappears under a turtleneck when you want it to.
What I'd buy first
The Cleo Pear Necklace. Eighty dollars, daily-wear simple, and the kind of piece nobody guesses the price of. That's the whole point of this edit.
