Pardon Me

Today we had a jewelry distributor come in the store with what may be the most amazing jewelry I've seen in quite some time. I had to pardon myself for the drooling salivating admiring over the gems.

About 4 pieces haunted me enough to try on. Ironically those 4 pieces were the only old ones he had. They were all 100 years old or older. There's just something about that antique jewelry, isn't there?

What is it about old jewelry that I love so much?