What you may not (well, probably don't) know is what I'm currently getting into, which is jewelry.
My mother loves jewelry. It's her thing, and for some possibly subconscious reason, I've never had a vested interest in it. But I'm really starting to appreciate certain kinds of it.
My mom's style in general is classic. She really loves work clothes, silver, and she's the only woman I know whose primary stone in her engagement ring isn't a diamond. It's a beautiful oval-cut sapphire winged with two tiny diamonds. It's super beautiful, and I'm ridiculously proud that she didn't bow to the Tiffany montage of huge rocks and huger prices.
Anyway, I've really gotten into Betsey Johnson's jewelry lately. It's adorable. Fortunately (for me) there is a fantastic place called Nordstrom Rack, where they sell some of her adorable jewelry for much, much less than her boutique prices. I found a super-cute (redundant) necklace there this morning. I'm wearing it on Monday, so you'll see it then, if I remember to point it out. As if I'll forget.
I also (and contrarily) like vintage jewelry. Around Christmas every year, I ask for one nice thing. I usually only want one or two 'nice' presents. This year, I'm asking for a pair of vintage cameo earrings. I'm fairly certain you can find them on eBay, at estate sales, or antique stores. They're so graceful and timeless. I really love cameo jewelry.
I find that I'm drawn to certain things because I enjoy the history. I love thrift stores because they're crazy kaleidoscopes of life in many stages. I love my piano because it was my great aunt's. I love the Bakery in Farmville because I can't read most (or really all) of the labels on their products. And I love poetry, because it takes discovery.
I do not love that I'm hungry and my dad wants to meditate before we go eat.
I'm not really sure what great mystery there is to ponder.
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"...i love poetry, because it takes discovery." beautifully put, jenni. <3 thank you for that thought!
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