Side note: My Jewelry...
I'm not really someone who wears jewelry because it's pretty. There are some things, very few, that I have bought out of beauty alone. But most all of the jewelry I wear on any regular basis isn't all that elegant, matching or expensive. But it all has meaning to me, and that is why I wear it. That is why I keep it.
Recently, I was showing off the only two rings I still wear on a daily basis. My high school football championship ring, and my high school speech and debate team championship ring. The first looks like a class ring, gray steel with a white stone in the middle. It's nothing pretty, it's rather heavy and blunt, but I earned it as a mascot and it has meaning to me.
The second is more elegant. Weaved 14k gold in a gorgeous vine-like pattern with a large blue opal in the middle. It has the year we came in a district champions inscribed on the inside of the band. It means a whole hell of a lot to me. I worked my ass of for it. But I was showing Sam these things, because he shares an interest in debat and football, and his remark was: "Of all the rings to bring to Hong Kong, I can't believe you dragged those." My only thought was the fact that they were the only rings I -wanted- to bring. The only ones I wanted to wear.
Another piece I wear. In my cartiledge piercing on my left ear. It's a wooden rose. It's not all that pretty, actually, and looks a bit funky against my skin, but it was an earring of my mother's. Her old college roommate gave the set to her and she lost one. So she gave it to me, since I have the single piercing. It reminds me of her. She loves that earring, so I love it also.
The one necklace I usually wear, seen in this picture, is the one I purchased at the Renaissance festival last year. It reminds me of dragging about in the mud and dust with Adrianna and Josh, using our crazy accents and doing our best to (not) get in the stocks. It reminds me of a really hard, long, but fun job. It reminds me of so many things and people I miss back in Toronto.
The two pairs of earrings that Christian gave me. The pale cream ovals for Christmas two years ago, and the black stone ones for my birthday last year. He has such good taste in jewelry. He always knew exactly what was my taste. Antique looking but elegant and small. They were perfect. They remind me of him, of my love for him and how much his friendship means. They remind me of that cold Christmas date we had, the dinner, the movie we saw, the drinks afterwards, going home to watch The Big Sleep. Rehearsals the next morning. God, he means so much to me. Those earrings allow me to keep a piece of that.
There are other pieces, but those are the main ones. They mean so much, so I wear them, I keep them with me always.
Sorry for two entries in one night. I just wanted to get that out before I forgot I wanted to write it.