Well, its official. I’m 25. Let the quarter-life crisis ensue. But first, behold:
Most beautiful. birthday gift. ever. Mom gave me these, which were gifted to her by her father on her 16th birthday. From a jewelry store in South America. These are not only breathtakingly gorgeous and exactly what I would pick out for myself if I saw them in a store, the fact that my mother undoubtedly wore them while she hitch hiked across the U.S., drove to San Francisco in a VW Van, attended Jimi Hendrix concerts, and many other countless adventures, makes them so much more meaningful. These bangle bracelets have seen a lot, no doubt. And now, they’re mine. Off to accompany me on (hopefully) many many adventures in my next twenty-five years. Thanks mom!