I guess I've always liked jewelry. I still have a Navajo silver-turquoise ring from Arizona that I got when I was maybe 10. It doesn't fit anymore, so I bequeathed it to my daughter. And I've had a few rings and bracelets that I've worn over the years, but never for very long. The longest I've worn any item of jewelry has been my wedding ring: a nice plain gold band that a brother-in-law described as a "Ben-Hur ring" when he saw it.
This summer I started buying hematite rings at Dancing Cranes Imports in Salt Lake City and wearing them until they break - usually a month or two. They cost about a buck, and they're fun. I also bought a green stone pendant there that is apparently made of rainforest jasper. I like to wear it. My baby daughter likes to play with it when I do. So I don't wear it as much as I might.
And I've always liked the idea of bracelets too: I mean, Ben-Hur, right? So recently I ordered a brass bracelet from Gifts with Humanity and am looking forward to wearing it. I used to wear a wristwatch and sometimes I miss having metal around my wrist.
It's not the sensation I miss, it's the adornment. I'm starting this personal socio-psychological experiment, to claim more of a stake in the masculine tradition of adornment. This tradition isn't nearly as strong in my culture as it is in some others, but I'm a citizen of the world. I'm also interested in depth psychology. I've never been a typical guy, but I've learned enough that I don't have to conform to a narrow cultural and historical definition of masculinity to be a man, and to feel like a man.
So this is my little way of expanding my personal sense of masculinity: searching for pendants and bracelets on ebay, finding adornments to put on my person. That and (far more typical) collecting sticks and stones - but that's another story.