Unless I’m attending an Indian wedding, I’m a less is more kind of woman. I like barely-there rings from catbird, that are a nice surprise when you notice them. But I gotta love a trend that allows me to buy bracelets like they’re going extinct and embrace my 7th grade self who wore a ring on every finger and thought I was The Shit (I wasn’t the shit. I looked like a boy and thus boys didn’t “like me like me” and the essays I wrote in Mr. Billing’s English class were far too serious for a 12 year old).
So I present my Arm Stack.