About
Fake Plastic Love
Bold, playful jewellery for people who refuse to be subtle.
Where the chaos lives
Hi, I am Scarlett, and this is my workbench.
It looks chaotic, and it is, but every scattered tool and half-finished experiment is part of the process.
I work alone in my Hong Kong studio, cutting, soldering, forming, polishing, and torch-firing. Nothing is mass-produced. Nothing is rushed.
From this slightly unhinged bench in Hong Kong, my jewellery has travelled to 17 different countries.
Every piece begins here, somewhere between control and creative madness, before it finds its way across the world.
How it really started
In 2020, during the pandemic, quarantine life slowed everything down.
Days blurred together. The world felt uncertain. I had too much time, too many thoughts, and nowhere to go.
So I picked up a jeweller’s saw.
At first, it was curiosity. YouTube tutorials, late-night experiments, burnt metal, uneven edges. Zero experience, just stubborn energy.
But something clicked.
Working with metal grounded me. It demanded patience. It forced me to slow down and solve problems with my hands. In a time when everything felt unstable, making something solid felt powerful.
What started as quarantine experimentation slowly became Fake Plastic Love.
Wearable objects with attitude
I’m drawn to ordinary objects — chairs, antique details, domestic shapes, and the emotions hiding inside them.
I reimagine them into jewellery that moves, clicks, spins, or surprises.
Some pieces are kinetic.
Some feel nostalgic.
Some are intentionally “too much.”
I release small collections every 1–2 months, each exploring a different creative fixation. I don’t chase trends. I chase ideas.
Made by hand. Always.
Every piece goes through:
– Hand sawing
– Soldering
– Metal forming
– Wax carving
– Casting
– Polishing
– Torch-fired enamelling
No factories. No production lines. Just fire, metal, and an unreasonable number of hours.
I’m self-taught and constantly experimenting. The evolution is part of the brand.
Made in Hong Kong
Living in Hong Kong means living in contrast.
Neon lights and antique markets.
Tiny apartments and towering glass buildings.
Tradition colliding with reinvention.
Where east meets west.
That tension, between old and new, delicate and bold, shapes everything I create.
Join my slightly unhinged creative universe
For studio chaos, new drops, and behind-the-scenes experiments, follow along.
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