Every woman needs diamonds and pearls !

I have a small ( no tiny ) rock ( speck actually ) on my hand picked up from a premier Malaysian gemologist's shop that makes other women hide their hands under the table. The fire is that intense. 

Sometimes it is not the price tag that matters but your jeweller. And like in my case , he could have inflated the price to 10 times more and someone with lots of moolah would have trusted a piece that costs that much , or a reknowned jeweller who is reknowned due to the amount of advertising they invest , rather than an honest to goodness gemologist. 

But these pearls. Oh mai gawd. No camera can show you the lustre and shine.

There's white on white rose , those with yellow and gold tinges as well as pinkish hued ones. 

They look like little eggs or tears harvested from the sea. Adorning your wrist ...making you feel really , really wonderful. 

      Five sen coin for comparison.

Not even the branded pearl necklace from Rafflesia I have stashed away can match this.  The Rafflesia isn't as shiny ( nor as long ) even though the price tag is extremely um.... extremely branded . You stare at that and it really makes you question if it is worth THAT much ? Because it sure does not to me. 

These below, are just beautiful. When you put them on, you feel like you've done everything just right . You feel like a real lady. Like the queen .

There is love in my eyes. 

On a whim , I wore the full deck to the mamak just now. How eccentric. 

Ho yeah , I'm sleeping with these on tonight .

:D