Don't ask me why.
Some people smoke, or drink, or party. Some people buy shoes, or coats, or handbags. Me? I buy jewelry. I like bling. So I got some new bling.
It's not like it's a real diamond. I call it trash with flash but I've had several pieces from this line and it holds up pretty well under the abuse I give it. My honey laughed at me but I don't care. I like to glance down at my keyboard from time-to-time and see bling. So snicker away, old boy.
Anything that sparkles as I write is a Good Thing in my world.
KC
2 comments:
Here, Here!
The best part is unless you tell someone chances are no one can tell it's not the real McCoy.
I read somewhere that cubics hold their sparkle while diamonds need to be constantly cleaned. Go cubics!
Have fun with your new Bling!
Cheers, Jenny
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I like Diamonique. It sparkles even when covered in potting soil.
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