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How many of you had a grandparent who was totally out of touch with how young you were?  Let me explain.  I had a grandparent, my paternal grandfather, and he didn’t visit too often, but when he did, he always came bearing gifts.  However, they weren’t things like Tonka trucks for my brother or Barbie dolls for me.  We’re talking BB guns (for a three year old) and beautiful gold jewelry (when I was 5). 

When I was born, the same grandfather bought me a gold necklace with a gold heart pendant and a tiny diamond within that heart.  My parents kept that for me, obviously.  However, once I started leaving (going away to college, moving to different cities), every time I came home I would go upstairs to my parent’s bathroom, poke through the drawers that had jewelry boxes, and make sure my precious pieces were still there. 

This trend never really ended either.  I’d always be given some form of jewelry, would be allowed to wear it once or twice while he was visiting, and then it would be whisked away from my immature “you’ll just lose it” hands.  Besides, there’s not a lot of playing you can do with a necklace (or bracelet, etc.), so having it out of my hands wasn’t much of a loss to me.

My grandfather died, goodness, probably 20 years ago.  I’m grateful now for the ‘inappropriate’ gifts he gave me, because it connects me to the all too few memories I have of him, and I’m FINALLY mature enough to be able to wear them.  Sometimes. When my parents let me…


Apr 23, 2008 Author: Sarah Anne | Filed under: Miscellaneous Thoughts, Personal Stories About Our Favorite Adornments

I remember when I first got my ears pierced.  I was 8 years old.  My friends were doing it.  You needed to have a note from your parents (or have them present).  It was done in a corner of this kind of old lady kind of store, and back then, they were the only ones doing any piercing.  It was exciting, having that piercing gun placed and shot, and the ensuing slight pain that came with it.  You had to keep your ears very clean, and that first pair had to stay in for a month. 

This was a pretty big event for an eight year old.  It was one of my first ‘grownup’ decisions.   I even showed that I wasn’t afraid of a little pain.  It’s a small, yet fond, memory.

Here in Hawaii and in other countries, I’ve noticed that a lot of girls have their ears pierced when they’re either babies or toddlers, but very young to be sure.  However, nowhere have I witnessed this trend as strongly as here.  You are born a girl-your ears are getting pierced.  I just hope it isn’t the first thing that’s done to them when they leave the womb (‘gosh, this world sucks-it’s cold and uncozy and really painful too!’).

I’m interested in hearing what your first piercing experience(s) were like.  Guys, what about you?  Ah come on, every guy get’s at least one ear pierced at some point.  Was a piercing gun used on you or a needle?  How many of you have pierced your ears yourself ?  Again, think back to those most un-halcyon days of junior and senior high school, taking one of the stud earrings you already have and becomming ‘double pierced.’  Those were usually the ones that got infected. 

And what about later piercings and where?  Eyebrow, tongue, belly button, lip, etc.  Have any experience there?  I noticed as a  young adult (when things like body piercings are all the rage) that it seems to break into two camps-either piercing or tattooing.  That’s just been my observation (I went the tattoo route in case you were wondering).

I look forward to hearing what your experience was/is in terms of piercing.  For girls who get their ears pierced at a very young age, what’s the tradition behind it?  Do you approve of piercings ‘elsewhere?’  Any and all comments are welcome and encouraged.

I’m sure you’ve all at one point or another received one of those email forwards from a friend asking your preference on a bunch of items (like ice cream: chocolate or vanilla?) and you’re supposed to pick your favorite, forward it on to everyone, blah blah blah. However in one of those emails (I happen to like them), there’s one question that always stood out to me. “Jewelry: Gold or Silver?”

The default response for most is usually gold. And, as always, I’m the one who chooses silver. I feel like there’s something inherent, like ‘cheap date’ with silver. However, I just don’t have a skin tone that works well with the COLOR gold. It looks all right, but I definitely prefer silver. Platinum is a worthy choice with great color, but it carries two problems for me: it’s heavy, and it’s even more expensive than gold.

Fortunately, there is a solution, and it can put me in the ‘in’ crowd too. And that would have to be White Gold. According to Wikipedia, “White gold is an alloy of gold and at least one white metal, usually nickel or palladium. Like yellow gold, the purity of white gold is given in karats.” In my limited experience, I’ve found white gold is wonderful-it has the color I desire without the exorbitant cost (compared to platinum I mean; it’s obviously more expensive than silver). While I was researching that, I found that there’s also a compound called Rose Gold, which is gold that is mixed with different metals to give it that color. I’ve never seen it, but I’m going to keep my eyes out for it.

Both white and rose gold can come in purities of about 18 karats. Pure gold, 24k, is generally considered too soft for jewelry and is therefore mixed with an alloy(s) to produce 22, 18, 14, or 10 karats, so opting for white or rose gold is not necessarily an automatic reduction in quality or purity. I love the white gold jewelry I have, and if you’re looking for a piece of jewelry, consider giving white gold a try. And if you’ve seen rose gold somewhere commonplace, let us know where you saw it (I’ve never seen it in any department stores like Macy’s or the like), because it would definitely be worth taking a look at.