
Aren't they so shiny and wonderful?
No one knows my wants and needs like me (be mine?).
[winking at myself in the mirror]


If you want to tell your honey that he/she's hotter than a curing kiln, but you can't quite bring yourself to buy something frilly, here's an option that lets you be a romancer and realist at the same time. Just drop a bottle of your favorite fermented grapes in this bag and stand by for fireworks.
It's February. Translation: Time for the endless bombardment of Kay Jewelers-like commercials.