My daughter is constantly begging me to let her
look into get into my jewelry box. At first I gave her a small jewelry box that contained what I used to call my “junk” jewelry. Then, one day, I got out my big jewelry box and realized pretty much all of my jewelry is “junk” jewelry. For some reason, bordering on the insanity of a Hoarders episode, I’ve still got most of the jewelry I bought in high school. Jewelry which mostly consists of a multitude of frog pins. Yes, I said frog pins. If that doesn’t scream awkward then I don’t know what does.
Between the Tweety Bird watch, the Santa Clause necklace and the 80 earrings that no longer have a mate, I pretty much gave up on keeping my not so precious jewels away from little miss sticky fingers. That’s how she ended up sitting on my unmade bed (with her shoes on…good grief!) unpacking all of my junk. That’s how she ended up wearing and breaking several old necklaces and turning a bracelet into a fishing rod lure to use in the bathtub.
I let her rummage through my jewelry box because my mom let me and my sister go through hers when we were kids and I remember it being fun (although my sister discovered the tooth fairy didn’t exist the day she found all of her little teeth in a box hidden in my moms jewelry box). I also let her pilfer my jewelry box because it’s the only way she will let me brush her hair without turning into The Exorcist. It’s almost worth it.
Actually, it’s totally worth it, except for the whole reliving my teenage years as I watch her pull out all of the metal and plastic souvenirs demonstrating the retro styles I lived through and my personal bad taste. She ran around for days wearing a shell necklace and even fed the dog my old, plastic Mtv key chain. Why I had a key chain before I could even drive is beyond me, but Mtv was born during my teens. I’m glad the dog ate it. Every time I caught a glimpse of that thing, I was reminded of just how old I really am.
I’m not sure why I kept this stuff for so many years, but I’m kind of glad I did. Now I have an easily accessible distraction for Tiny-Small and a good reason to ask my husband for jewelry this Christmas, but please, no more frog pins. I already have a lifetime supply.
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