When I was a child my mother had a subscription to a magazine- the name of it eludes me now- but I vividly recall the jewelry section. Every month- after she was finished with the latest issue- I would take it to my bedroom, and sitting cross-legged on my plush pink throw rug I would cut out my favorite pieces with a pair of construction paper scissors and glue them into a photo album.

It was a wish list, and it evolved over time.

Initially I chose flashy jewelry, rings studded with rubies and emeralds, necklaces adorned with diamonds and sapphires, but over the years my taste became simpler and far more elegant. One of the last rings I ever snipped from a magazine (this pastime evolved as well...to teen heart throbs that went up on my wall ;0) was identical to this:

And I find that I still quite love it!

The nostalgia alone was worth my time perusing the pages of mene- very cool @goldmatters, thanks for the trip down memory lane :0)