I think we all have a fascination with all things sparkly. That crazy, wide eyed expression I get when I come across something embellished with crystals is truly priceless. Whether its clothing, jewelry, cocktail clutches or architecture, the piece always has this strange allure I can never define; to be honest, I don’t even own anything that is gem decorated in my wardrobe. Perhaps it’s the luxurious connotations associated with objects that essentially “sparkle.”
Even the word crystal exudes a sense of fantasy and imagination. Something that shines, glitters, gleams, twinkles and reflects a light that illuminates a royal image in our mind is incredibly innocent and utterly dreamlike. So for Serene Saturday I am dreaming of living within The Crystal Palace in Madrid Spain wearing a Burberry crystal encrusted trench coat while counting my glorious array of diamond rings and necklaces that drape over my vanity.
Yes, I admit it, I still dream of being a Queen, Marie Antoinette perhaps, lounging in my palace in France… without being executed by guillotine of course.
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