The late, great Nora Ephron wrote a book called I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman. In the title essay, she called the neck “a dead giveaway” when it comes to age:
“Our faces are lies and our necks are the truth. You have to cut open a redwood tree to see how old it is, but you wouldn’t have to do that if it had a neck.”
You know the saying, “If you can’t beat them, join them”? Sometimes I find myself thinking, “If you can’t hide it, flaunt it.” As I’ve written before, I became attracted to big rings and nail art in part because of my perpetually stubby, easily broken nails. At some point, I thought, “Fuck it. Nothing is going to make these fingers look better, so I might as well have fun.”
Here’s a closer look.
What I really enjoyed about this was that Tennille is obviously many years away from having a Nora Ephron-esque bad-neck moment. But she’s gone out of her way to have her neck tell her story. She’s getting a jump start on the neck truth-telling process! That’s an IDGAF attitude that I admire.
If you’d like a birth-year necklace of your own — or any other custom number/letter necklace — holla at me at wbjewelry at hotmail dot com. The sterling-silver birth-year necklace is $275; 18K gold is $900.