
Off the Cuff(s)
Here they are. The infamous mini-handcuffs. The handcuffs which marked the latter half of 2008. My go-to necklace. I had two sets. One of my best friends T.S. borrowed one for good luck, gave it back, then my ex-nonboyfriend “borrowed” it as well and never returned it (and then stopped wearing them around me so I couldn’t take them back). Lucky for me I had the other set. Which were actually broken, but I pieced back together so I wouldn’t be cuffless.
2008 ended… I gave up the cuffs as a symbol of freeing myself from any constraints of ‘08 that weighed me down. XNBF still has the other set, which I, after careful deliberation, have decided I do NOT want back. And these… well they’ve taken on a new meaning, hanging from a string tied around someone’s neck who I realized I couldn’t live without.
(photo taken by DJ Jess)