· Blog Home
· Profile
Older Articles
· Hmmm...
· Discounts, luxury goods, conspicuous consumption, ...
· Cuttin' teeth...
· Random jewelry thoughts
· Fall Couture 2005
· So what do SAHM's wear?
· Blog search function
· More style ramblings...
· Hmm...
· Voyages...
Comments
Archives
TheBroadroom.Net's Fashion Blog (archive)
· April 2005
· May 2005
· June 2005
· July 2005
· August 2005
· September 2005
· October 2005
· November 2005
· December 2005
· January 2006
· February 2006
· March 2006
· April 2006
· May 2006
· June 2006
· July 2006
· August 2006
· September 2006
· October 2006
· November 2006
· December 2006
· January 2007
· February 2007
· March 2007
· April 2007
· May 2007
· June 2007
Posted by Colleen Shirazi, Wednesday, August 03, 2005 9:39 PM (Eastern)
Why jewelry? I suppose there is more sentimentality associated with durable goods. I'm far more attached to, say, my leather jacket, than I am to any article of clothing that's going to wear out within a few years and need to be replaced anyway.
Plus, to me jewelry is like makeup. It's something I didn't have as a child. Not in the sense of developing a style. I still have a brooch my father gave me...and a mustard-seed pendant from my paternal grandmother. And...oddly...I still have a pair of small garnet beads that I bought (as earrings, mounted on wires) at a street fair in Norfolk, Virginia in the mid(?) 1970's. They're too small for me to wear now, so now they belong to my daughter, when she's old enough to wear earrings.
Sentimental value is key to me. Possibly that is because I am from what qualifies as an "old" part of the country. Norfolk is more than 300 years old. Old is not always bad. I remember...and you will laugh...that the kids used to step on new sneakers for you. (I'm not sure if I did this myself, but I have seen it done.) Some kid would come in with brand new sneakers and the other kids would helpfully step all over them for him. Newness was annoying.
I spent every summer at my grandparents' house as a child. My grandfather was an engineer and my grandmother was an artist. So I suppose that is an influence too. Their house had many items in it that were very old, and...fixed? They didn't go shopping that I can ever remember, except for stuff like eggs and canned soup. Yet the house had everything in it; it felt perfectly complete.
Where was I? So, I have bought some jewelry. There are tons of it in Berkeley but of course I don't buy it just anywhere. The price has to be right. The store has to be small. Why? Communism is dead? The small business is important. It is the small business person who develops relationships with customers. And there you will find the best stuff.
I'm debating now, whether or not I need green earrings. (No, I do not spend all day ruminating about this. This is a fashion blog. Here you should find escapism, or what's the point?) Do I? I don't want them if I don't need them.
I have some amber earrings: amber ovals mounted on sterling silver frames, Indian or Thai style. My gosh, they are fantastic. My daughter selected them. You can wear amber with green, and they look...Russian...with my leather jacket.
That rather rules out the green earrings. I have a green bracelet though, one of those agates...I think it is an agate. It's an intense emerald green, another oval. Oval is my favorite stone shape.
You should never wash amber stones with soap and water. It dulls them instantly. Just thought I'd throw that in.
So...forget the green earrings. If I can get away with wearing the amber ones instead, so much the better.
Recent blog posts:
Post a comment (NO SPAM)