Naked

Last night was my first night of my free week of yoga classes at Moksha. I've already taken a few classes in Victoria, but this was my first time at the Halifax studio. So as I got ready at home, I removed all of my jewelry....every last piece (ok, except for my nose ring). I actually couldn't tell you the last time I took it ALL off. As I looked at the pile of odds and ends piled on my bedside table I felt completely naked. Every single one of my rings, bracelets and necklaces means something to me. It's much more than just trying to look cute... it's more of a collection. A collection of moments, of people and of places. I know this may sound silly to some, but I have a real attachment to my jewels. And I'm a creature of habit, so it takes a lot of me to allow something new into my collection. All of these little guys and gals mean so much to me. I hate leaving them at home when there is so much I want them to be a part of.

gem collector,
annie