We’ve made our feelings about jewelry and self-adornment known, we think? If we haven’t, well, Hi! Nice to meet you, we’re into it.
Personally, I am kind of a recovering jewelry addict. I wore a hand-chain every day (really, every day) for a year and change, and I've since been actively steered away from Bond 07/Love Adorned /the Chelsea Flea Market by well-meaning friends who know how hard it is for me to "just walk in" without draping myself in everything. But lately, I find myself drawn towards the subtler side of the "bling" ring. (Is this what maturity feels like?!) Whether in your ears, nose, or around your wrists and toes, there’s something so clean, modern, and elegant (maybe "toes" was a stretch) about simple gold hoops and not much else. (Note: I still think this chick is Rad City, Population: 1.) Emily turned me onto the idea of delicate first-knuckle rings, I think—or maybe not, but she rocks them pretty regularly (you may have spotted them in the Sally Hansen videos and on my fingers unearthing a jar of Fresh's Lotus Youth Preserve Face Cream from a pile of fronds).
Catbird, a Brooklyn boutique with a smattering of local designers and excellent taste, is essentially reading our mind with their exhaustive selection of “memory” (so-called because they mimic the strings people tie around their fingers so as not to forget something) and first-knuckle rings in a range of metals (rose gold, silver, yellow gold) and designs (classic hammered, rope-like twists, tiny diamond chips, hearts, moons, initials, and the new, thicker banded 'Tomboy' style). All for prices—the 'Mignon' averages around $28 in silver; $48 in gold—that won’t make you want to jump off the Williamsburg Bridge if you lose them in your purse or pocket! (Pro tips: 1. Buy them in a size that fits closer to your second knuckle, for a more secure wearing experience and 2. Don't be too precious about your belongings; it's just stuff.) You can stack or mix them, wear one on each finger, or ten on one—it’s your show.
Photos by Elizabeth Brockway.