So, I have a confession to make.
I have always been, and forever will be...an earring junkie.
Look at my current collection, which has recently been pared down:
My collection has always required a “rack” “holder” or an
“over-the-back-of-the-closet-door-vinyl-thingy” that I had back in the
In the little pockets of the over-the-door-vinyl-thingy (I think that was
the technical name for it) you could find a million pairs of these, in
every color of the rainbow:
All the cool girls wore these earrings.
And I did too.
Bright colors, glossy, sometimes hammered or folded enamel in geometric
shapes purchased in mass quantities at stores like Contempo Casuals and
Lerner New York.
They usually came on a little card where you could get a few different
shapes in the same color. So, when I wore my favorite all-teal outfit, I
had the choice of teal squares, teal triangles or teal hoops. I chose
I would lay out my earrings on the floor with the rest of my
crime-scene-dead-body outfit the night before school. Making the right
accessory decision was crucial...if I wore my red and white striped
shirt, I was going to wear my shiny red squares. And when I wore my
lavender shirt, I was going to wear my giant lavender rectangles. Or
maybe the triangles?
This was hard work.
I also remember having them in various shiny colors that were a curly
corkscrew shape like this:
But my FAVORITES were an iridescent white pair that were shaped like
lightning bolts. Honestly, I still think about those earrings today.
They were a glowy white and I wore them a lot.
I lost one of the two and gave the remaining one to my boyfriend, Alan.
How romantic, I know. He had longish, curly hair (a perm) and I loved
seeing that little shimmer of bolt peeking out from his blonde, curly
My “go to” earrings today are no-brainer, kind of boring silver hoops.
They’re pretty, light and go with everything. There’s just one thing
that they’re not.