The Secret Society Of Odd Acquisition

The house in which I spent my formative years was a creaky, Victorian affair packed to the brim with a strange collection of dusty antiquities. All my attempts at affecting a rebellious minimalism resulted in a sense of mourning for my abandoned nest of detritus, and eventually I came to accept my magpie tendencies.

One such fellow magpie is Mr. A.R.M., the founder of The Secret Society of Odd Acquisition, a group who devote themselves to amassing a strange collection of wonders and learning their secrets. Mr. A.R.M.’s antiquated archive of macabre delights is framed in the age polished wood of Trundle Manor — a nefarious, and thus perfect, abode. Not content to simply collect, the members of the S.S.O.A. produce conglomerations of their strange googaws in the form of custom crafted jewelry, photos of which are viewable after the jump along with images of Trundle Manor itself.