[for Tuesday, Nov. 27]
My jewelry collection still proudly includes items I got when I was in second grade (the turquoise Mardi Gras beads), a necklace my father wore when he was a kid (the leather-and-chunky-beads ensemble), love beads my mom wore in the ’70s (the pink and light green beads), and damn near every seed bead I’ve ever bought at Wal-Mart.
Obviously I’m not a big fan of “real” jewelry.