So, I'll admit it, I have my favorites. Not only will I neglect the others, but will prejudice in public my affection for Larimar. Move over opals, with your liquidy tear-drop poutiness. Can it Quartz, get outta here Garnet, hit the road Jade and make room for the lady of the hour, Larimar! Larimar takes a bow to no one. She's a one trick pony that transplants any fortunate owner to the shores of her birth; the Dominican Republic. Her frothy blend of Caribbean blues, foamy whites and sun kissed caramels are certain to calm the nerviest of Nellies.
Larimar roots go deep. Formed in the gastronomic underbelly of volcanic tubes; the silicate mineral pectolite is thrust to the surface by hot gases. Over the years, miners have had to venture deeper and deeper into these tunnels to find her, making it a rarer stone than most. And why 'her' might you ask? Two explorers (Miguel Méndez and Norman Rilling) discovered the origins in 1974 by following a river upstream to find the source of the stone. Certainly evokes a Michael Douglass/Kathleen Turner movie no? (...hint hint look up top) Anyway, Méndez took the name of his daughter, Larissa, slapped on Mar (for sea) and voila, Larimar was officially born. Now how many stones do you know that are younger than your mother? (or this author come to think of it)
Dalia's Silver Lining has also taken a special interest in this stone. We've scoured the world's premier suppliers for the highest quality Larimar and have crafted some genuine beauties. We've tried out best to let the stone do all the talking, and trust me, she's a Caribbean chatter box. Our masterpieces frame Larimar in ribbons of sterling, or accent through meticulous, silver metal work. But don't take my word for it, take a look at some of the our lovely Larimar pieces. I think you'll understand why she's worthy of her own Diva status.