I’m drooling over this Daily Mail article about Elizabeth Taylor‘s jewels. Not just the perfectly matched natural stones (I don’t often see totally natural, they’re usually enhanced or created in my world) but also the artistry of the settings.
“Revealed in all its glittering glory: Elizabeth Taylor’s £100m collection of gems, gowns and art goes on display at Christie’s” according to the Daily Mail article today.
I shouldn’t be envious. It’s her beauty (even in her later years) and how she effortlessly engendered love. So much love, her suitors wanted to – not just adore her but adorn her, with precious gems. I’d LOVE to see the exhibition…
Oh, I know it’s decadent, frivolous – selfish to harbor materials which, selling just one could earn enough to feed a small country, but looking at pretty, shiny things makes me so happy!
They say a man who buys jewelry is rare… I have one and a great love. I know which I value more.
See, diamonds are hard
as everyone knows,
a girl must have metal
for this century’s woes.
Getting her rocks off
whether blond, red or brunette
no faking, no waiting – Helen,
woman hasn’t peaked yet.
While gentlemen play with image
cream blondes, brunettes achieve.
Red wears stainless steel bands
inscribed with ‘We must believe!’
Don’t strive for tabloid wants
look past the surface bling,
there’s more to a woman
tho’ the sparkle is tempting…
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2007
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