It was a commercial that brought it home to me. At least this night. I'm watching television and one of those inescapable Kay Jewelers commercials comes on. The guy hands his...er...significant other a present. It's a music box--hers from her childhood. And of course, there's a diamond ring inside (a really crusty one--ick). At the end, she looks at the twirly little ballerina and says dreamily, "I think I know just how she feels."
Background: when I was a kid, I LOVED those ballerina music boxes. I know I had more than one. I thought the ballerinas were beautiful, though like everything else, I only wanted very specific ones. I loved the twirling and the tulle and the perfectly arranged bun on top of her head and the precise points of her feet. I dreamed of being that magical dancer or of her coming to life and teaching me to dance. She was enchanting.
And back to the present. That stupid line comes out of the woman's mouth and my mouth opens. And I say out loud to the living room, "You know how she feels? To be stuck endlessly twirling around, never getting anywhere, never able to change, trapped in the dark, pinned to the ground by a great weight breaking your back unless some despot decides she wants to be amused just enough to let you into the light to spin and spin and spin to music you can't choose or stop? Well, how romantic."
I think the dark side has taken over.
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ah hates jewelry ads.
but my cynic for that ad says, "he gets xtra-mega points for finding something she loved from her childhood. he gets negative points for swallowing the line that she's a diamond-lusting whore (even though she apparently is). loser." if he'd stopped at the music box, even though i'm hardly That Girl, it would have been sweet.
despot. hee.
Preeeeecisely. Now, if there had been a puppy inside, we'd be in business. Well, a puppy seed, I suppose. A great dane puppy would hardly fit in that little drawer.
Also, I noticed that I apparently like the word despot. It appears twice in just these five entries. And yet, I can't think of a single time I've used it in everyday conversation.
I loves me some diamonds. And pearls. And rubies. etc etc. Don't like the ads though. No one gives a poop about Jareds! Put "Tiffany's" in place of "Jared's" and that ad makes more sense, but no one gets impressed by jewelry chains found in malls. Or whatever Jared's is, I never heard of them until the commercials.
I pulled my ballerina off the spring. I don't remember why. I think I may have wanted to replace her with a horse.
(And Amy's right. If you're tacky enough to be bringing a gift of jewelry in a plastic bag, I'm not impressed. A little blue box...now, that's something different.)
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