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In this lackluster economy, as the price of gold soars, it’s a perfect time to consider a fabulous fake [2]. Over the weekend, at a 2-day trunk show in San Francisco [3], I got a crash course in all things vintage from a famous collector of costume jewelry. I struggled to keep my composure and cash, given the proximity to hundreds of glittering bracelets, pins and necklaces that were there to be flirted with. And then, I succumbed to a trio of engraved Victorian bangles. Fauxtastic.