nostalgia /nŏ-stăl′jə, nə-/ noun.
A bittersweet longing for things, persons, or situations of the past.
 
I love the ocean, more than any place anywhere I love the ocean where waters are clear and cold even in Summer; a place where I left a parcel of my heart different now after decades.
The place I love is no more, the streets changed, its people, the summer feel; what I love is my memory of it and would probably feel disappointed if one day I go back to step on its yellow sand and submerge on its cold ocean. Somebody said "Never go back to a place where you had been happy". Maybe is right.
Never back. Never.
I prefer the memories, the idea of it, the smells I remember, the people that was. 
 
Nostalgia, a totem of longing, Pearls -yes, on copper-, a beach sanded old pottery piece, a piece of electric work ceramic that looks like a honey comb eroded and different, a whirl around it like the salted breeze, patinas, time.
 
Yes, I Love the ocean.
 
For measurements, the pictures where the piece rests on the bust give you an idea of how long it is, its real size, how would fit around your neck since it is a real size mannequin.
20 1/2 inches long