One thing that baffles me are people who have a go at me for wearing rings on 'my ring finger' while not being married.
This happens a lot.
I am sorry, what?!
You are saying that because I am not engaged or married I can not wear a ring on a particular finger?
Do me a favour and re-read that last sentence.
In thinking this is ridiculous, you are quite right.
These people are dead serious.
I can wear whatever I want, where ever I want, thank you very much.
Until I decide to give them to someone, my fingers are my fingers.
The other thing is, if you want a ring, it does not take a man to get it for you.
I wouldn't let a man buy me a handbag, so why on earth would I let a man buy me a ring?!
(Want to do something nice? Cook me dinner and introduce me to a new record).
If you want something, work hard and go get it yourself.
PS. I love to tell the people who have a problem with my choice of 'ring finger' that I have no desire to have children. :)
Tracking down a signature ring, designing and making something yourself or commissioning the talents of a professional can be a slow process. (The same can be said for perfume, tattoos etc...)
My signature ring for several years has been a chunky horse-shoe ring by Adelaide label Palas, but sadly this recently re-shaped itself so much it hurts to wear.
I love mens chunky rings, I suppose because I have thin girly hands, and prefer things to be unexpected.
After months of searching I found a new ring by Karen Walker which felt right. It appears to be a band, but the details weave in some of the quirky icons like the fly, bunny and skulls. Have to admit, I did end up with one of her little skull rings too. How could I not?
Much love, Nell. xx