(I keep this blog text-only, for more tolerant workplaces — photos go on Tumblr)
My collar. Jalan placed it around my neck on December 13, 2011. It has come off only for metal detectors, medical appointments, and periodic cleaning. Only once have I had to take it off myself without prior approval (e.g., traveling alone by air), and that was when a doctor unexpectedly wanted a chest X-Ray. I had to pop the jump rings — I don’t carry a wrench for the clasp.
It hangs partly in my shirt. The Byzantine-weave chainmail (copper and aluminum) passes as conventional men’s jewelry. The ring—which is actually sold as a cock ring—is heavy enough to clear to those who know to look for such things, but otherwise just looks like odd fashion. The perfect balance for us.
Jalan took this photo while it was off for cleaning a couple of days ago. I’ve been wanting to show it off!