Today I found myself breezing through the pages of Sundance magazine. As I gazed at the stellar ring choices displayed on each page I thought about a quote I heard on a TV show. The wife on the show was complaining to her husband because her friend had started to wear a charm bracelet. This upset said wife as she wore her mother’s old charm bracelet everyday which of course in girl code labels charm bracelets as her “thing.” I think it is a perfectly sound argument. Then a lightbulb went off in my head; I need a thing. I need, I want, I must have, “a thing”.
This, however, is not easy. I feel like you can’t just up and pick “a thing” out of nowhere. It needs to suit you. It also needs to be something you can sport with ease. I kind of want “my thing” to be something jewelry associated, however this will be difficult for me as when I do actually wear jewelry it isn’t always for the correct intents and purposes. Prime example is my outfit today. I am wearing a necklace but only because it helps to cover up the safety pin that is holding the top part of my dress together as to not let it become NSFW. Straight class.
I also kind of want “my thing” to be apparent. Not like a hidden necklace or something. Because then I will be the only one that knows it is “my thing” which for me defeats the purpose of having “a thing.”
Now I am getting worried. Am I being totally lame by forcing myself to have “a thing?” If I was really cool then “my thing” would just happen without even trying. I would have had my “thing” since childhood.
Actually, in high school my "thing" was my deceased grandmother’s ring which was a rosary but in ring form and I wore it on my left thumb. That was really cool. I wonder what I did with that, I should bring it back. I think I lost it. Which means that my grandma is probably going lightning zap me from heaven any minute now.
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