Those look sparkly!
Yes, they are Mexican-fire-opal-and-rainbow-moonstone jewels by Maud Cabot.
Boston Cabot, as in Brahmins, as in the Lowells talk only to the Cabots, and the Cabots talk only to God.
But what's all this about Mexican moonstones?
She's using her art-history background and setting unusual stones (like labradorite) elaborately -- a concept she describes as "very European."
So where do I try one on?
If you weren't on Islesboro this summer, you probably didn't hear that Maud sells solely by private order or over high tea during two-day trunk shows at the Carlyle, in spite of the fact that they've "ruined the lobby! It's like Bloomingdale's!"
Who wears them?
We'd tell you, but it wouldn't mean much; Cabot's clients have names that appear in print only three times (four, if you count the debut), drop $10,000 on a necklace without turning gray, and then thank you for the privilege on a thick Mrs. John L. Strong note card.
Ideal customer? "It's for a Diane Sawyer or a Gwyneth Paltrow," explains Maud. "Not a Julia Roberts."