I got my Hawaiian bangle from, well, Hawaii, in the mail today.
Holy cow! It's so beautiful! There are various positions of hula dancers doing their thang, and it's very large and substantial. I can fit into it really easily, unlike the sealife bangle in sterling silver I was given for my birthday, which I will wear often because it's beautiful, too, and it's from Hawaii. I absolutely love Hawaii, I would love to go there, but more than that, I love their laid back way of life, their slower pace and their focus on the earth and what really matters. And everybody there is "Cousin." I love that. I'm your Cousin Mandi, and I love you. Mahalo for being my Cousin back.
I have a few more pieces coming in, since I have my little sobriety anniversary coming up in February, and for some reason, it was harder this month to make it to the next one, so I splurged a bit more than I usually do. And I DID receive my Valkyrie ear cuffs made by The Viking Fairy on Etsy.com, and let me brag about myself for a moment, I make for one cute little redheaded Valkyrie, darnit!
Another piece I ordered was a polymer clay Stargazer Lily ring. It's plated sterling silver, not solid, but I don't care, I saw it and thought it was badass. Plus... stargazer lilies are hugely important to me for sentimental reasons. When I found out my father was dying of pancreatic cancer, I bought him a floral arrangement for his hospital room that had stargazer lilies in it. He treated it like it was the ultimate floral arrangement, he kept it right by his bedside and told me he loved it. I don't know why that memory is so clear and so important to me, but I've had a thing for stargazers ever since. That, and my middle name is Lily, I have to have SOMETHING for lilies, right? (Though I love blood red or any color of calla lily, too, but stargazers are special because they remind me of my father.)
I'll post pictures of my jewelry haul later, of all the new stuff plus stuff that is timeless, has very special meaning and sentimental value to me. Maybe a little photo collage of my favorite pieces, or the ones that have the most meaning to me. (True story, my top five pieces of jewelry I own? Every single one of them came from one man; Puppetcancer
. He's good with getting me jewelry, but he's also amazing at practical things that I get everyday use out of, too, and he simply notices my needs and fills them. He's fantastic. This Christmas, I received a super nice, sturdy, well built DVD binder so I can travel with my DVDs to bring when we get together. I was touched by the gift to begin with, but it also says to me that John really pays attention to my needs and actively looks for ways to fill them. THAT is special. I swear to God, you guys, I couldn't have constructed a better boyfriend than he is if I had all the raw materials to make one, blueprints and a mission statement. I truly didn't think men came this great, but damned if they don't. John did. There is no man out there better than the one I've got, I believe that to my very core.)
One piece of jewelry, the first piece I bought myself for staying sober for one month, I gave to my good friend Viktoriia who works at Clinique. She's my girl. She has been there for me and helped me get away from Sean, my idiot ex-boyfriend (who couldn't even graduate from high school) that she couldn't tolerate. She is thrilled I'm with John, she says, in her gorgeous Russian accent, "he good for you! I like John, he not like that other one, that stupid one!" LOL, Viktoriia. Plus, from photos she's seen, she says John's good looking, not like my last one, and good job on getting this one! (Thank you, I quite agree!) We love each other dearly, always greeting with hugs and cheek kisses, and we know we've spent past lives together. She was my husband in a past life, we've decided, and said, "if I were man in this life, I would marry you!" Such a doll. I love my Viktoriia! That's why I gave her my connemara marble rose ring I bought online for when I first cleaned up. It looks beautiful on her. It was meant to be worn by her, you know? Some jewelry was just meant for certain people; that ring was never meant for me, it was always meant for Viktoriia, I merely held onto it until I met her.
I dunno, I guess jewelry has always been a big thing in my life. I remember always cleaning my grandmother's enormous diamond ring, (well over one carat, appraised at and insured for more money than I care to admit to), and my mother would always allow me to look through her jewelry box and play with her goodies. For my birthday one year, she gave me my favorite ring, ironically, one my father and I picked out for her for Mother's Day when I was four years old. I saw it and said, "Daddy, this one! She needs this one!" So he bought it for her on my little behalf, and I presented it to her on Mother's Day like I was giving her the crown jewels. Mama accepted them as if I'd given her better than the crown jewels and wore it constantly. It was the very first Mother's Day present I actively picked out for her. See? Even at the tender age of four, I knew good jewelry when I saw it!
There. If you ever wonder why I love jewelry so much, there's your answer. I just do, it's always been in the background (or sometimes foreground) of my life. I have beautiful things in my collection, the most beautiful ones being gifts from my honey Puppetcancer
, though the greatest gift of all time that I've ever received is Puppetcancer
himself and the love of a phenomenal man. My jewelry from him serves to remind me of that magnificent man and the intense, lifelong love we have together, and our best friendship, too. More than my lover, John is my best friend.
So there's a peek into my jewelry bin. I'll post some photos later of various parts of the collection, if you'd like to see.
God love you like I do, my dear Friends.
Mandi Lily Pope