Don’t you think they’re wonderful, don’t you love them-Japanese kids?” And, hey, honey,” he told the maid, “bring us some ice.” Then, looking after the girl as she scurried off, he cocked his hands on his hips and, grinning, declared, “They kill me. “Well, take off your shoes and come on in. “It’s seven, huh?” We’d made a seven-o’clock date for dinner I was nearly twenty minutes late. “Hey, honey, what is it?” Brando again inquired, and appeared in the doorway. From an inner room, Brando called, “What is it, honey?” But the girl, her eyes squeezed shut with mirth and her fat little hands jammed into her mouth, like a bawling baby’s, was incapable of reply. The door was opened by another doll-delicate Miyako maid, who at once succumbed to her own fit of quaint hysteria. My guide tapped at Brando’s door, shrieked “Marron!,” and fled away along the corridor, her kimono sleeves fluttering like the wings of a parakeet. Then, with the tiny, pigeon-toed skating steps that the wearing of a kimono necessitates, she led me through a labyrinth of corridors, promising, “I knock you Marron.” The “l” sound does not exist in Japanese, and by “Marron” the maid meant Marlon-Marlon Brando, the American actor, who was at that time in Kyoto doing location work for the Warner Brothers-William Goetz motion-picture version of James Michener’s novel “Sayonara.” “You come see Marron?” she gasped, showing, like so many of her fellow-countrymen, an array of gold teeth. I’d merely asked to be directed toward a certain room. There seemed to be no particular reason for this merriment the Japanese giggle operates without apparent motivation.
Hilarity, and attempts to suppress it, pinked her cheeks (unlike the Chinese, the Japanese complexion more often than not has considerable color), shook her plump peony-and-pansy-kimonoed figure. The little maid on the fourth floor of the Miyako Hotel, in Kyoto, was no exception. Hope this information helps even though it’s not super accurate.Most Japanese girls giggle. Taking the age of all the other pieces I HAVE identified from this same lot, I would roughly guess it was made 1940’s-1950’s. As far as a date or age of the piece or designer… that’s tough.
It was melted together, then sanded on both the face and rear as well as the joints… again this shows much older practices. The cross itself was 3 pieces put together, the long center portion and two short sides. The ring that a necklace would go through has rough cuts and was pinched together, again not modern technology. The hole in this cross was not drilled by modern technology. The vast majority of the pieces I bought are from Italy… so I’m loosely guessing it came from Italy. The fact that all the pieces in my purchase are very old tells me this piece is also very old (which is why we can’t find anything online about C.T.). In this case it’s a designer as it’s clearly not a big manufacturer. Sterling is fairly obvious and means the metal alloy used to make the piece is 92.5% Silver. One of the crosses is stamped “STERLING C.T.”. I just bought a storage unit and found LOTS of vintage and antique jewelry. With 7.4 billion people on Earth, and with thousands and thousands of designers, jewelry stores and manufacturers, it’s easy to see that the initials and letters and numbers could be anything: It’s meaningful to me, and I can identify my own work, but it’s not very helpful to anyone else.
It’s like me putting “ RS” inside a band.
FOREIGN MANUSCRIPT WRITING ON MY GOLD RING BAND FULL
585 (and if not, see my full list of stamps and numbers here). Most people already know what some of the words and numbers mean, like 14K, PLAT, SS.
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