Today’s look is “solid gold lumberjack”…. I’m wearing my dad’s Rolex with my UP. I want to inscribe something on the back of his watch, I’m thinking daddy because yes I was so spoiled of a 34 year old to still call my dad daddy and no I’m not from the south so this was highly irregular.
All my jewelry has stories and right now my jewelry feels especially meaningful to me while I struggle with grief. The gold earrings are Elsa Peretti hearts from my dad, the pink pearl necklace my husband won at an auction for some ridiculously little amount (like $35, I think?), then there are my Brazilian voodoo necklace charms from my mom. I say voodoo, but truly they are H. Stern, so the chic sort of Brazilian voodoo. The feathers are to carry me through this period of time, the tiny frog charm is for fertility, and the kokopelli is the trickster who is also a fertility charm. But I worry his tricky ways are getting the best of me.