Me and accessories

I have a love/hate relationship with all things accessory. I love how they look. I hate how they wear.

I'll often catch myself eyeballing other girls and thinking they look so adorable with their stacked bracelets and chunky rings. I, too, have these things, but instead of being on my wrists and fingers... they're sitting in my too-full jewelry box. I love how they look, and every now and then I'll give it the old college try, but usually end up wanting to rip them off me and throw them across the room.

Take today for example. My hair is up and my shirt is collared. Perfect canvas for a set of sassy earrings! Want to guess how long those survived? As long as the 15 minute drive to work. Every time I turned my head, they wiggled my earlobes and bothered me. They are now in my purse.

I'm routinely drawn to jewelry aisles in stores and accessory tabs while shopping online... but who am I kidding? They'll just end up crammed alongside their unused brethren. I'm destined to be a Plain Jane in that department.

The only thing I'm really able to stand wearing is my wedding band. Even my poor diamond doesn't see the light of day as often as it should. But, since I was feeling so saucy this morning I also pulled it out of it's little box to accompany my lonely band. Want to guess where they are now?

Not quite to my purse.. would hate to lose them.. But yeah, just hanging out on my puter..



If this baby is a girl, I sincerely hope her fashion sense falls into the "casual, natural beauty" department. Because even though I do like to shop, and I know what I like, Lord help us if she's into glitz and glamour, because I can't remember the last time I went to the trouble of applying eye shadow.