The holiday season is fast upon us. For 2020, a year that we lost, I want glitter and substance. I want diamonds.
The diamond line bracelet, the so-called “tennis bracelet,” has me constantly wondering whether it will someday grace my wrist or if I have been fated to a life without one. In the early fall of 1978, when the world was untouched by the COVID-19 pandemic, Chris Evert donned a simple diamond and gold bracelet to the US Open, which broke and interrupted a match so that it could be recovered. This particular type of jewelry has been referred to as the tennis bracelet since. The 1980s De Beers ads with a fun play on tennis terms and visuals are still impressive.
But to be honest, what was more eye-catching that year was the “Babe” necklace that shone, framed between the frilled straps of her kit.
A big diamond ring shines on Chrissie’s finger, who eventually became the US Open champion for four consecutive years, despite the bracelet-dropping incident. It’s to say, if you don’t have the mind to interrupt the game to recover your own jewelry, you will never get the trophies or diamonds, and they will never suit you.
Since 1978, the queen’s smile has been telling us so.
Written by Saya Kawada