No belly chain?)
:P
Another round of my second kid hood obsessions.....this time silver charm necklaces.
Between growing up an army brat, being in the Navy and an active, outside oriented lifestyle, I was never one much for costume jewelry. About the only exception started about 20 years ago with the various pieces I bought for belly dancing. Of course, even then, I generally only wore them when I was dancing.
But these days, when I am more free of such restrictions, I've been engaging more in hanging out around.....and buying....at the silver smith's counter.
It first started with charm bracelets. A child of the 60's, when such things were popular, just as "Trolls" were, but while I could have the latter, never was allowed the former. So I'm making up for lost time now.
I have four or five relatively expensive ones, but like just about anything else in my history, they are more likely to be in the cabinent than worn except when I'm in a dance environment.
So the focus has changed to charmed silver necklaces. I'm easily entranced and drawn in.
Of course, there are at least two requirments. First of all, it has to be silver or gold. I can't afford gold, so it is usually silver. Secondly, the charm has to have meaning to me. Unicorns, Pegasus, Dragons, Dolphins, Cats, or such as the one I got today, the Ark. I'm a pushover for "Ark art". (also got another dolphin one)
So what's the count? 1 Unicorn, 1 Pegasus, 2 Dragons, 2 Dolphins, 2 Cats, 1 Ark, and my crucifix.
As jewelry and girls go, that's probably nothing in numbers, but to me, they are talismans. And like my boots, they are things that I wear that I can intertwine myself into.
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("Mind control, astral projection, throwing charms, who knows? Prue is right about Rex, which means, I'm dating a warlock."--Phoebe
"Been there, done that."--Piper, (wtte), Charmed "Wicca Envy")
No belly chain?)
:P
Fortitude.....The strength to persist...The courage to endure.
Of course! It's gold and thin with little tassels at the ends. Had it since the early 80's, BEFORE I graduated college, got out of ROTC, into the Navy, and started belly dancing.
I guess I was rebelling even before I knew it.
At any rate, it's in my dancing jewelry.
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("These clouds.....give less cover than a go-go dancer in a g-string!"--Alec Freeman in the SST Seagull X-Ray trying to avoid being shot down by the UFO, (w,stte) UFO "Identified")
It's healthy to have a hobby. I collect guns and play hockey. They keep me out of trouble.![]()
"Only Nixon can go to China." -- Old Vulcan proverb.
I've decided to that already. Not you, me ......... about some of the times I've worn certain jewelry.
That, too!.....at least guns, anyhow. The catch is, though, that while I usually wear my necklaces under my top, there is nothing that says I can't display them when I want. Guns aren't like that, though.
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(Starchie Bunkerhill has told Meathead he doesn't have to worry about him. "Who's worried about you? I'm worried about me! Deep down, I agree with you!". (w,stte), "Gall in the Family Affair", a Mad Satire record)
I collect guns not to show, but to have. I enjoy finding the historical firearms like a Chinese Mauser 45 or a Luger 9mm, or a Sig P210. They were guns from another era. An era where guns were made by craftsmen rather than a few technicians running a CNC machine. Don't get me wrong, I like new guns too. But they get boring after a while.
"Only Nixon can go to China." -- Old Vulcan proverb.
Jewellery, Boots, Belly Dancing, Mmmmmmmm the mind boggles.
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