Carine Roitfeld, the former French Vogue editor with the Iggy Pop hair, lashings of eyeliner and the ability to intuit what we will all be wearing seasons ahead of time, once declared that fine jewellery should only be worn by the very young or the very old. It was ageing otherwise. And in many ways she was right.
That was before the lines became so blurred. Until recently, costume jewellery was what women turned to when they wanted to appear knowing and youthful because real “rocks” were for dowagers, Kim Kardashian and starlets at the Cannes Film Festival. Except in the past few years, designers have been pushing the boundaries and doing ever more innovative things with precious stones: bashing them, chipping away at the