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Brilliant_Rock
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I have been yearning for a Buccellati bracelet for what seems like a long time, although given my age it's really not that long. Sadly, the flipside is that, given my age, it's quite a bit of what I have left! It may sound morbid, but there have been two cancer scares in the last 18 months - concerning test results that turn out to be, if not nothing, not cancer. But to wait weeks for a test to confirm or rule out cancer, as has been happening, brings mortality front and center in a BIG way.
And I am, in so many ways, a lucky person. Still, I love this one piece of bling, attainable – if I weren't paying for my kitchen and other family obligations. Do you remember the end of Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, where Joan Crawford desperately muses on how, if it hadn't been for the accident, she wouldn't be in the wheelchair, and maybe she and her sister Bette Davis could have been friends? And Bette says, "But you *are* in that wheelchair, Blanche, you *are*!" (Quoting from memory, may not be verbatim.)
Well, the bracelet I love, is attainable. But I *am* paying off the other things. And yet...
So I have been, daily, clicking on the bracelet I love, and it has gone utterly out of stock (in my country) for the second time. They will probably eventually restock as it's a popular line, but do you gaze hopelessly at things you cannot, for the foreseeable future, buy? Am I strange for obsessing so?
And I am, in so many ways, a lucky person. Still, I love this one piece of bling, attainable – if I weren't paying for my kitchen and other family obligations. Do you remember the end of Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, where Joan Crawford desperately muses on how, if it hadn't been for the accident, she wouldn't be in the wheelchair, and maybe she and her sister Bette Davis could have been friends? And Bette says, "But you *are* in that wheelchair, Blanche, you *are*!" (Quoting from memory, may not be verbatim.)
Well, the bracelet I love, is attainable. But I *am* paying off the other things. And yet...
So I have been, daily, clicking on the bracelet I love, and it has gone utterly out of stock (in my country) for the second time. They will probably eventually restock as it's a popular line, but do you gaze hopelessly at things you cannot, for the foreseeable future, buy? Am I strange for obsessing so?