$500,000 ring is made from human skin
Designer uses strips of his own skin to craft this ring.
Talk about exotic materials—if alligator or crocodile skin is just not rare enough for your exquisite taste in fashion, you’re in luck. A designer is taking things to the next level by crafting jewelry out of his own skin. Yes, it’s creepy.
Austrian designer Sruli Recht made the Forget Me Knot ring from a strip of his own skin, which was removed from his stomach during a recent surgery, reports the Daily Mail. And If that’s not outrageous enough, consider the price tag. The ring costs a whopping $500,000.
But let’s consider what you are getting for that price tag—the strip of flesh (which was salted and tanned before being laid over the gold ring) is over 4 inches in length and even has some of the designer’s original hairs attached to it. It also comes with a DNA certificate just to prove it’s authenticity (yuck.)
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And never fear, you can see it being made in a video that Recht filmed himself.
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Photo: Courtesy Sruli Recht
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