Bad Associations Contest #4
Until we move on April 23, we are going to highlight one item from our extensive collection de stuff each day on the blog. One lucky commenter will win the highlighted thing. I don’t mind shipping said thing to you, wherever you are. So, is this thing Trash? Or Treasure? You decide………Today’s item has a dreadful association for me, and they deserve to belong to someone who will love them and wear them with glee.
Penelope always loved baubles. Gold and silver jangling around her delicate wrist. Pearls and jewels dangling from her perfect lobes. Diamonds and sapphires dividing the creamy white cleft between her breasts. Expensive jewelry – the real thing, not paste – was what she craved most.
Marrying Arthur gave her a lifetime membership in the Club That Owns Jewels. Clerks bowed to her beck and whim when she clattered into the wood-lined shop on Main Street, options twinkling from the glass cases, begging to be rescued from their perches of sumptuous black velvet. She studied her reflection in the round mirror, ears enhanced by a starburst of diamonds, a matching choker glittering at her throat. What could better highlight the styled curls of her blonde hair, the pink pout of her lips, her ivory skin? If she greeted Arthur wearing nothing but diamonds, certainly he would have to ravish her.
Another, more sedate item caught her eye. Straight from Montreal, Ma’am.
The one in Canada? Where they speak French and everything?
She picked up a silver basket of seed pearls, caressed its dainty metal tassel. Clipping one to her ear, she monitored the rush from the elemental heat, felt it tumble through her sinew, imagined herself standing naked in their bedroom doorway, save for these clips, greeting Arthur with avoir des rapports sexuels avec moi, ma chérie.
Penelope was introduced in a series. For anyone interested in better understanding her, click here to read more. These earrings belonged to the person who inspired her. She really did buy them in Montreal, and they are from the 1950′s. Silver and pearl with a clip. Penelope will appear in a novel someday, and you can say you have something that belonged to her, something I hope will bring happiness to the winner.
I will never be able to wear them.
The winner will be drawn from today’s commenters.