Earrings

The Roomie, Dreamer (another friend of mine, so called beacuse of her tendency to form attachments to imaginary beings or unattainable people) and I were forced to go to MG Road last night due to circumstances beyond our control. Whatever the reason, we found ourselves on MG and lacking any sort of moral fibre promptly ended up at a cheap jewellery store. Actually calling it a store is a bit of an exaggeration, it was more like a board with junk jewellery nailed on it and an ancient bulb hanging above. The only good thing is that though we picked up stuff, most of it was for a friend who's birthday was coming up.

Junk or costume jewellery apparently came into fashion in the 1930s because, well it's cheap. This makes me feel better at the knick-knacks I have accumulated in my short life, as they aren't just cheap knockoffs, they are part of history. Even better, junk jewellery have been influenced by the Art Deco, Modern and Retro periods, which makes my Rs.10-a-pair earrings an artistic creation influenced by centuries of tradition. In fact, the earliest known example of a pierced human is a mummified gentelman who had had his ear pierced. Even Roman centurions got their nipples pierced, presumably to show their strength and virility. Julius Caesar had his done as well. Considering all this weight of history, it's a wonder I haven't obtained any additional piercings in any number of varied body parts.