My grandma is one of those people that you notice as soon as they enter the room. She can often be seen wearing a floor length mink coat, a monochromatic suit, and to be blunt, a shit ton of jewelry. From amethyst square cut rings, festive broaches and strands of amber around her neck, this woman, despite her old age, isn’t one to shy away from making a statement. Over the top is kind of her thing, and, lucky for her, she wears it well.
I, myself, have never been one to wear much jewelry. Sometimes I wear a few rings or a small necklace but even that’s rare. While I do credit my grandma for having influence on my love for fashion, her love for opulence didn’t quite transfer as well. However, despite our style differences, the one thing I’m always guaranteed to be wearing, no matter what, is the ring my grandma gave me.
For as long as I can remember, every year for Christmas my grandma has given each granddaughters a piece of jewelry. Usually these pieces are wildly eccentric and not really my taste but I’m obviously never upset by her gift giving gesture, even if it misses the mark or is over the top. (Side note: one year she gave me literally 100s of pearl necklaces because I told her I “kind of like pearls.”) However, despite any of the miscommunications we may have when it comes to style, I was pleasantly surprised three years ago when I opened up a small box from her and found a small sterling silver ring inside.
Unlike most of my grandmas jewelry, the ring is simple in design. The front of the band is made up of small cut out leaf shapes and swirls that come together to frame a row of three ovals filled in with even smaller circular shapes and a diamond (my birthstone) in the center of each.
I put the ring on my right hand ring finger the day she gave it to me and haven’t taken it off since. I’m a sucker for sentiment, and I can’t imagine not wearing it everyday. If I remove it for even a second, I feel naked. I can feel the weight of it missing and something about that just doesn’t sit well with me.
I’m fortunate that my grandma is still with me and the ring is a reminder not of a relationship that we once had but of the one that we continue to have. The tangibility of the ring allows me to carry around the happiness our relationship gives me wherever I am, and although I still struggle with what exactly “good fashion” is, I’m pretty sure this constitutes as it.
Do you have a favorite piece of jewelry, clothing, accessory, etc or something that you HAVE to wear every day? Share it in the comments below.