First knuckle rings got a little crazy there for a while. It was like the arm party gravitated south, and everyone had super stacks going on with a million rings elbowing each other out of the way (sometimes right off your finger and onto the subway platform, sniff beloved Jordan Askill heart) for attention. I was guilty of it. We all were. But then the zeitgeist caught up and we moved on - to ear cuffs and anklets and ankle cuffs and earlets (that's next, folks) - because that's what fashion folk do, and that's what we did. But now, it's come full circle. Gone are the days of a million delicate things piled up on your hands. I'm welcoming back with eager, open palms (and fingers) just one or two first knuckle rings, doubled-up maybe, but not necessarily, just like it was at the start.