It was probably in third grade - I had a super fake, gold herringbone chain. I don't remember if it was my mom's or how I got it, but ever since then, I've loved chains.
I'm not so much a shoe or bag person as jewelry, and I think it's because jewelry is like candy.
Jewelery is my weakness. Whenever I see any jewellery, I am unable to control myself. My daughters or somebody has to cool me down.
I always have room for another ring, unless it's a wedding ring.
I'm not one of those girls who gets with somebody for the jewelry.
I'm fascinated by diamonds. When I put diamonds on, my hands start to shake.
I never had a fondness for gems or the extravagance of Harry Winston or Van Cleef & Arpels. I've always liked the more flamboyant, imaginative things. I lusted after costume jewelry. My husband was a very lucky man.
This is embarrassing and personal, but once a month, since I was twelve years old, I go to my favorite jewelry store and try on my dream ring.
I am always wearing a bracelet, necklace, and watch. I don't even care if they don't match.
I basically stay in jewelry all the time. I have the same couple of necklaces, earrings, and rings, and they usually don't come off my body.
