When I was 13, my father passed on to me one of his few pieces of jewelry: a yellow-gold Cuban link. It stayed in my drawer for years, because I was 13 and did not know what the hell to do with ...

There was a time, maybe a decade ago, that the only jewelry a vast swathe of men consistently wore was their wedding ring (great) or their signet ring (great… sometimes.) That decade now feels like a ...