kisses and caresses

Hearts, stars, flowers, moons, small and large tattoos drawn by the sun, you bring light pendants under the rain, you make them swing on the wind, you play with your fingers and mix with your hair the earrings that are always different… moons and stars, flowers and hearts. Light symbols, childish games that slip everywhere, thoughts of a women  that still make you laugh. Desire to wear only hearts, only stars or to mix different rings, earrings and pendants like wildflowers. A heart forever, a star marks a day, a flower reminds me of many moons and beautiful nights to come. You carry your soft and shiny signs like surprises, smiles, reminders… Small, large light motifs mark your skin, flowers and stars, moons and hearts, kisses and caresses.

Jewels play with the sun

I know you desire big jewels and sun to play with the reflections. You want round earrings that reach almost your  shoulders and draw infinite curves between your neck and  arms and symmetries in between your hair. Light and round earrings just like the round bangles that run along your wrists. Today the sun waited for you to go out to play, to mirror itself on the pointed and shiny surfaces of the rings you pointed at it, pushing the clouds away. Large and light jewels, soft even when the shapes look like armor, brilliant shields that protect you from banality and boredom. You run, but the sun does not leave you even for a moment taken by your joy. Raise your arms, rotate the many bangles that tinkle and ruffle the rays that glisten everywhere.
You laugh and hide but you know that the sun always finds you.

Hands that touch

You touch your front with that usual gesture that I know so well. It means look at me and it has nothing to do with your rebellious red locks. Hands that mark the air, unpredictable like butterflies, hands colored by many rings, hands that let of lightnings like revolvers loaded with flowers. Impertinent hands that  rest on your hips and say it all, they take me and sparkle while you do shhhhh! You touch my lips with your fingers, and leave me speechless. Now I have eyes only for your eyes, for the blue-purple, green-yellow trails, sea and leaves that leave me your caresses, the red marks of your rings that will return to awake our usual thoughts tonight. Hands that touch, rings that look like exclamation points, commas, suspended dots… waiting for you.

Pittiesisi-hedonistic-jewels is…

Pittiesisi-hedonistic-jewels is emotions, strange, rigorous and crooked shapes, geometries, curls, words that tell us about smiles and tears of joy but not always… Pittiesisi-hedonistic-jewels is shapes of metal and colored stones, ideas that become jewels only to contact of skin, hands, female gazes.
Pittiesisi-hedonistic-jewels is a strong and light writing, made of sharp and hard letters, of soft sexi curves, of wide backgrounds, of a bed of thin evocative signs.
Pittiesisi-hedonistic-jewels is the sum of Tuscan names, ancient heraldic stories and popular traditions, trades and centuries of refinement craftsmanship … dreams and the breath of a dense air of art. It is invention, the pursuit of pleasure and beauty.
It is a white sign that comes out of the shadows or black that draws the light. Pittiesisi-hedonistic-jewels is white or black but it can suddenly turn magenta, turquoise, baby blue or sage…
It is invention, game, fashion, a sign that turns again and again, becomes large or subtle, impertinent or gentle, very elegant even when his only aim is to amaze… to hug, runs for making love and smiles.

Flowers, flowers, flowers…

It is all a blossoming of mimosas, primroses, violets… a flowering of light texture skirts with large splashes of color, an intertwining of stems and corollas,  green grassy backgrounds and skies full of white clouds.
If last year the catwalks all over the world saw the explosion of many floral motifs, certainly the wind of colored petals that hit the world has not yet stopped blowing. Pittiesisi jewels have always been created and lived like flowers, like gems that adorn all beautiful women who wear them. With the Fiori by Status Symbol Pittiesisi offers a bouquet of very fresh choices, pendants, earrings and rings in pink, yellow and white, very light and of great visual impact even in the larger and smaller versions. All the Flowers are also beautifully combined with the other status symbols, Hearts, Stars and Magic Moons for infinite combinations and even more spectacular out-fits.

What a splendid sun!

It feels like summer. Your marvellous jewels multiply in geometric reflections on the edge of your skin, draw light curves, clear rectangles fade into your magical shadows that surround me. When you move everything changes, the drawings of the sun stretch over your perfect curves like long fingers that transform you into a kaleidoscope. Your necklaces are so long that they wrap you in silver coils up to your thighs, the lights bounce between your knees and hips and between your breasts until they blend in with the ellipses of the earrings that caress your neck. Jewels with imperfect geometries, inventions created by the irresistible attraction between design and nature, sculpture rings, signs from metropolitan tribes transform you while you tell me yet another story, you hypnotise me with soft words and enchanting reflections.

The Crosses of Rainbow Classic Jewels

The cross as a graphic symbol existed in many pre-Christian cultures. Symbol of life reworked over the centuries often as a simple decorative element becomes texture, deforms, becomes complicated in symmetrical and spiral geometric shapes until it becomes in the  60s onwards a recurring decoration in many fashion collections of famous brands.  Raimbow Classic jewels by Pittiesisi appropriate the cruciform geometries with ironic lightness, referring to the infinite interpretations exploited by art over the centuries, from the baroque redundancy to the chromatic inventions of pop-art. Puzzles that make up and break down. Large asymmetrical earrings  surprisingly light, pendants with very long chains, solar games and outfits wrapped in thuribular mists. Winking provocations and smiles, questioning looks, disguises and colorful inventions.
All Rainbow Classic and Rainbow Colors jewels are available with quartz, Cognac, Fumè, Green, Purple and Blue in round or quadrangular shapes.
For colorful days and nights.

Valentine’s Day give us crazy rush for…

Rainbow Colors rings are promises of smiles. They are certainties of small joys that will always repeat themselves…
Valentine’s Day give us crazy rush for colors and spring that obesess us now while there are still dark days with low clouds. What a desire for colors, for unexpected rains that suddenly become rainbows. Desire for laughter, running with almost nothing on, silly songs to dance… longing for colored jewels to full fill long evenings, for all the colored rings in the world to enchant, amaze, laugh, reflect our eyes and confuse them in full gazes of fantasies. Longing for plays of light,of sun and shade, of beaches and woods. Crazy desire for smooth skin on which slide my fingers slowly and lose myself dazzled by the shadow of you, by the desire of your eyes, of your long and slender hands, full of colorful flashes and unspeakable gifts.

smile-catching jewels

You always smile, behave like crazy and love that they  looked at you when you walk. You slow down on purpose and turn around, you laugh, look at the world watching at you and smile again. You share looks, light, joy and the desire to play. Long necklaces to take with you your goodbyes for a walk, prisms of light, rectangular reflections like glass of skyscrapers on Fifth Avenue, waves on the Canale Grande in Venice, Metroplitan glows. You stop, you bend down to caress a dream and the long, large and light earrings multiply the windows that looks at you. Long windows in which you watch yourself go by, wave goodbye and hurry up to reach those who have been waiting for you for six hours. Smile at the bearded man who still knows how to throw compliments light like purple butterflies and at the guy who asks you for the most beautiful lies of your many rings. Strange jewels reflect pieces of clouds, flashes from a fog lights, red and transparent traffic lights from gallant invitations, colorful aperitifs, high heels, crazy races… Fifth Avenue, smile-catching jewels.


Love is as trite as a poem heard thousand times, like a song that always rhymes with heart, like all foolish gifts for lovers, like the thousand hearts that take shape everywhere, engraved, drawn, breathed or just thought. Hearts of boys and girls and young old people who are still stringing each other hands. Kisses, caresses, gasps that can’t wait for Valentine’s Day, that are in a hurry for lips, eyes, skin and dreams made true every day with a thousand gifts, hearts and stars, thoughts, games, symbols engraved on the arms, on the hands looking for the soft warmth of the usual words…

Les enfants qui s’aiment s’embrassent debout
Contre les portes de la nuit
Et les passants qui passent les désignent du doigt
Mais les enfants qui s’aiment
Ne sont là pour personne
Et c’est seulement leur ombre
Qui tremble dans la nuit
Excitant la rage des passants
Leur rage leur mépris leurs rires et leur envie
Les enfants qui s’aiment ne sont là pour personne
Ils sont alleurs bien plus loin que la nuit
Bien plus haut que le jour
Dans l’éblouissante clarté de leur premier amour.

Jacques Prevert

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