I’m speaking with a lovely woman at a dinner party. I just love her flair; right down to her shoes, this woman has style. I find myself complimenting her beautiful jewelry and wondering what it feels like to be that put together.
She’s from Texas. (The rest of us can try, but we won’t ever be as stylish as a Texan woman.)
I look down at my drab clothing: black, professional, and profoundly boring. Nevertheless, I enjoy myself and take great delight in the company of my new friend. As the evening comes to an end, I’m talking to another group of people, and I feel something cool and heavy close against my shoulders from behind me. Before I can turn around, my Texan friend has clasped her necklace around my neck.
“It’s for you! I have so many baubles, and these are perfect for you!”
“Oh, I can’t accept these,” I say, absolutely astonished that anyone would remove their own necklace and put it around my neck.
“Oh yes, they are just baubles, and they are for you!” (I now know one never argues with a Texan woman with baubles.)
I’m still stunned by the gesture. Have you ever heard of such a thing? Later, I tell my daughters that a lovely woman at a dinner party gave me her necklace and insisted I keep it.
“That’s the nicest thing,” my oldest says. I can see her mind wondering if she could part with her own jewelry.
I want to be the kind of woman that removes her own necklace because another woman might enjoy it. Might I see my possessions as just baubles to pass around?
Journal: Would you ever do something like this at a party? Could you graciously either give or receive such a gesture?