I love bling. Gaudy fat beads, vintage necklaces, and bangles are all favorites. I also love earrings; however, I can’t wear earrings unless they are solid gold and that’s not what I prefer.
I need to come clean and admit that I’m tempted to get a belly button piercing. I don’t know why belly bling appeals to me, but it does. I think my belly needs a little sparkle. It’s got stretch marks, a rogue mole, and a little too much stuffing, but no sparkle.
Sparkle really isn’t necessary for my belly since it is covered at all times…well, almost all times. I don’t wear short shirts. I don’t jog in my sports bra. Who am I kidding? I don’t even jog. So, I ask you, why does belly bling tempt me?
Unless the muscles in my stomach convene and decide to spontaneously tighten leaving me with rock hard abs, my belly will remain blingless.
What tempts you? Is it green hair? Maybe it’s a shiny little diamond in the side of your nose? Perhaps implants are your temptation…boob bling anyone?