Last November, while visiting NYC, I was lucky enough to tag along with a friend who was planning on entering the Hamilton ticket lottery. I hadn’t even listened to the soundtrack yet, but my other plans had fallen through, so why not? I threw my name in, alongside 800 or so others.
And I won. Two front row seats, $10 each.
After seeing Hamilton sweep the Tony Awards, I figured it was time to take this horse by the reins and find you some Hamilton jewelry.
Please play this YouTube playlist in the background while reading this post.
Hamilton jewelry, for A.Ham superfans:
Whether you’ve made it into the room where it happens (aka the Richard Rogers theater) or if it’s still one of the million things you haven’t done, you can wear a locket made to look like Hamilton‘s Playbill. Who could say no to this?
This Victorian era gold-filled brooch in the shape of an ax is emblazoned with the name “Washington,” presumably in reference to the infamous “I cannot tell a lie” cherry tree story.
All I have to say is: HERE COMES THE GENERAL. Which, incidentally, is what my iPhone plays when I get a phone call.
Oh snap! Look who just snuck into the city. It’s Angelica, Eliza…and Peggy! The Schuyler sisters in colorful enamel pin form. Work, work!
Realtalk: this is the Hamilton jewelry I’m most likely to buy for myself.
Or if you have a weak spot for the least-discussed sister, the only one who resists the pull of the $10 founding father…this is for you.
Are you determined to not throw away your shot? Say it loud and proud.
Bonus points to the pendant for accurately punctuating the contraction in “throwin’ away my shot.” I like my Hamilton jewelry to be grammatically correct.
*** Editor’s note: Fandomonium Designs, the lovely folks who make the fabulous cuff above, read this post and decided to redesign their piece to reflect my grammar preferences. While that wasn’t my goal in writing what I originally wrote, I can’t deny that I’m delighted.
And speaking of Hamilton’s main posse…here’s a comment from America’s favorite fighting Frenchman. (Bless you, Etsy.)
But let’s not even speak. Let’s just smile. After all, the world is wide enough.
I have the honor to be your obedient servant, A.Ham.
I know you’ll never be satisfied (I’ll never be satisfied) but I think I’ve shown you about as much Hamilton jewelry as I can. But the people will hear from me one last time:
For Eliza. And that will have to be enough.
This Hamilton jewelry all came from Etsy – so now I need you to step up, fine jewelry industry. Put yourselves back in the narrative.