I make body chains that come from the neck, cross in the middle of your chest, then go around your waist. I mix them with feathers for a gypsy, bohemian style.
I can't relate to skinny, perfectly sculptured, tanned men singing about gold chains and Ferraris because I'm not that way.
Whether in chains or in laurels, liberty knows nothing but victories.
There are supply chains that exist in China and Asia now which the U.S. simply can't replicate.
