I once memorized and would recite on command this unicorn poem by W. H. Auden:
O, Unicorn, among the cedars,This print by Matt Ciprov hangs above my fireplace slash alter:
To whom no magic charm can lead us,
White childhood moving like a sigh
Through the green woods unharmed in thy
To call thy true love to the dance . . .
Ok, so that's an exaggeration slash outright lie, but if I had a fireplace and owned this print, it would totally be on my wall.
Anyway, point is I came across these earrings made from antique brass on Caroline Bleu's Etsy shop:
I was looking for gold hoops, but I think these unicorn earrings would perform the same function... don't you?