Last November, while visiting NYC, I was lucky enough to tag along with a friend who was planning on entering the Hamilton ticket lottery. I hadn’t even listened to the soundtrack yet, but my other plans had fallen through, so why not? I threw my name in, alongside 800 or so others.
And I won. Two front row seats, $10 each.
After seeing Hamilton sweep the Tony Awards, I figured it was time to take this horse by the reins and find you some Hamilton jewelry.
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Hamilton jewelry, for A.Ham superfans:
Whether you’ve made it into the room where it happens (aka the Richard Rogers theater) or if it’s still one of the million things you haven’t done, you can wear a locket made to look like Hamilton‘s Playbill. Who could say no to this?
This Victorian era gold-filled brooch in the shape of an ax is emblazoned with the name “Washington,” presumably in reference to the infamous “I cannot tell a lie” cherry tree story.
All I have to say is: HERE COMES THE GENERAL. Which, incidentally, is what my iPhone plays when I get a phone call.
Oh snap! Look who just snuck into the city. It’s Angelica, Eliza…and Peggy! The Schuyler sisters in colorful enamel pin form. Work, work!
Realtalk: this is the Hamilton jewelry I’m most likely to buy for myself.