A history of accessories:
- The first "jewellery" I ever had which wasn't made of candy was my house key, kept on a string around my neck. I would have been about 10 at the time.
- Not long after that I got a cross with low relief religious scenes etched into it. I have almost never worn it, but it is in my tin soldier bank with many many pennies.
- When I was sixteen and foolish, I decided getting engaged was a good plan. I got a pair of green jade engagement rings for us to wear. When it ended (badly), I crushed mine in my hand, shattering it into three pieces.
- My next girlfriend wanted to help me move on, so she got me a haematite ring to wear instead. I kept that ring past our breakup, until I lost it... somewhere.
- Fast forward a number of years to when someone I was sorta kinda seeing made me a few hemp necklaces which I became rather fond of, once they stopped being so damn itchy. I'm pretty sure I still have them, though I have no idea where I cleverly put them.
- In jewellery class I made a wide silver ring with a spider design cut into it. I wore it on my pinky until I got the ring below.
- My lovely wife got me a silver version of the One Ring as my engagement ring, to go along with the wedding ring I helped design.
- A few years back, I decided I wanted an ear-ring. After a good 3+ months of searching, I found one that I actually liked and had my ear pierced.
I know that there is more I would like to have, some items more specific then others. However, to me these kinds of accessories are something that should be a gift, not something one gets for themself. So, it might be a while...