My Blair Ring
If the name ‘Blair Waldorf’ fails to ring any bells, allow me the pleasure of introducing you to one of television’s most fearless and fashionable socialites.
Ruthless and conniving she may be, and while I cannot agree morally with many of her methods (despite her heart ultimately being in the right place for those whom she holds near and dear), I do find myself admiring her undeniable confidence and dazzling charm (among a number of other redeeming qualities—it can be argued).
Making subtle reoccurring appearances throughout the Gossip Girl series, and a major symbol and integral part of Blair’s character in the books (I am told), is her beloved, heart-shaped ruby ring (shown to the left).
Ever since I spotted it flirtatiously glinting and adorning her right ring finger, I wanted something similar of my own, not just for the glitz and glam, but as a mindful ode as well, to the burning passion that resides within me that admittedly I am sometimes too afraid to fully tap into for reasons yet unclear to me.
As such, I set out on a mission with full steam ahead, as often I do when an idea gets in my head. Scouring the internet produced a disappointingly limited amount of results, unfortunately—although there is something special to be said about a good, challenging hunt when you eventually find what you initially set out looking for. I knew I wanted something vintage, of quality, and that was unique but still bore a resemblance. By utter chance timing, I stumbled upon a particular listing on Poshmark just as I was about to call it quits on my daily search.
Being advertised was a romantic, vintage, Art Deco revival style ring featuring a genuine garnet gemstone raised by a gold hollow filagree setting (touchingly akin to my grandmother’s) and flanked on either side by tiny twin diamonds. The last nail was hammered into the coffin when I realized the ring was offered in none other than my exact size. How bizarre divine, and meant to be.
In the end, I swapped ruby for garnet in favor of a more regal, true blood red that, in my opinion, better represents Blair’s seductive, scheming, and fiery spirit. I also just so happened to be drawn to the color more, which I find optimally suits the warmth and indulgent mood of the holidays this time of year anyways—as well as myself perennially (my bank statements can testify). It also evokes a certain sultry elegance and allure that demands attention and beyond that speaks for itself, does it not?
So cheers to the intention of channeling more of Blair’s unapologetically badass energy and behavior this new year! To living life with more audacity, autonomy, self-affirmation, and spice.