Earrings. Oh my earrings. They have been a trick. I got my ears pierced when I was 13 and wore little blue studs for at least 2 years. And then I stopped. I would sometimes wear earrings for fancy things like Christmas or a school dance. Then I went through a pearl phase where I wore these lovely pearl studs, and then diamond studs (if I’m remembering my earring lore correctly) from my mother.
And then I wore clip-ons for my wedding. And I kind of gave up on earrings, but I envied them on others. I envied them on Claire who always loved the big earrings, I envied them on Maris who rocked the work appropriate statement jewelery. I envied them on strangers who had the big feather adornment, or perfect little tear drops, or multiple piercings with tiny little studs all in a row. I struggled with this earring concept because
- When I took them off I forgot to put them back in. Forever.
- When I left them in I woke up with horrible stabby pain in my head.
- I thought big earrings made me look old, or tribal, or like I was playing dress up and none of those things are me.
But then Sarah was cleaning out her jewelery bin, and because saying no to free things is like… impossible, I lunged after a pair of beauties she was trying to get rid of. (Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled accessories yearning to be free.) And when I got them, I looked at them and then I put them on my jewelery tree for “someday”.
But you know what? Someday is lame. So, last weekend I decided to give them a test drive to the grocery store…. and then I decided to see what happened if I just left them on all day. It was a little test. And you know what? They made me feel sassier than usual. They made me feel put together, a little unpredictable, like maybe I knew something about being fabulous that the next guy over didn’t know. It made me feel a little bit like a fancy person. Even while hanging out in my house, playing nerdy computer games. I rocked those earrings. (Thank you again Sarah!!)
This year is the year. No more somedays. If you always wanted to rock red lips, make them bright or dark or … any other red-type adjective. Black nails? Do it. Tights + shorts? Why not! Chop all your hair off? Grow it out past your butt? Do it! If it sucks, meh. But I have this really great feeling that it won’t suck at all. I think it will be awesome.