From the time I was around 15 years old I have always worn a safety pin on my clothing.
The favored place is around a belt loop on my jeans, but they have been pinned to other places as needed; a tag on the underside of a skirt, through shoelaces, just inside a pocket. The location of the safety pin is not important, what IS important is what they do for me.
They keep me safe.
This habit started with a friend who did the same thing. His name was Jason Killilea and I noticed his safety pins along the bottom seam of his Jimmy'Z shorts for weeks before asking why he wore them. "To keep me safe!" he countered, and it made perfect sense.
Safety pins = safety.
Their name suddenly opened up a whole new mindset. And so I borrowed his unique idea and made it my own.
Safety pins along the seams of my favorite jean jacket. Safety pins as jewelry. Safety pins adorning my shoes. Safety pins everywhere! And when asked why I wear them, I have always echoed the answer that Jason gave to me decades ago: to keep me safe.
An added bonus is that I am amazed at how often someone is in need of a safety pin - and I get to be the hero who happens to have one handy.
I never would have imagined that this was something I would carry into my adult years. The funny thing is, though, I have remained safe.
Is it because of the safety pins?
Well, who am I to say that it's not?