Watch Delemna- Preferences with Metals

Ever since my dearest dear Sparkly Bracelet Swatch, I’ve never had a fixed daily worn watch (semi including Ammi’s red metal Swatch hand me down that lasted me two years).

It was this gorgeous silver and sparkly watch that looked like a bracelet. It had those clear beads that were practically prisms with how many teeny tiny rainbows they broke all the light that passed through them into.

LOL. It’s name’s apparently First Romance

I loved it! And wore it for a good three or four years before the bracletty strap finally broke and the beads went flying everywhere. (Still had it repaired and wore it for another three to four months before the OTHER side broke D: ) Anyhoo, it was retired and it took me forever to finally pick out another swatch to replace it with.

It had to be neutral. It had to be silver ish. It had to be- fancy fabulous.

Now that I look back on it- I NEVER picked out a swatch- no, wait, I did.

Silver. Pinkish. A bit of detailing, but not nearly as ostentatious as the first one. But neutral for me. Too tiny for my taste now, but I apparently liked the thought of a dainty watch back then.

I can’t find an actual picture of it, but it looked a BIT like this. Less pink.

It had the same inner dial thingie!

I was even considering this one, but it was too similar to my old one.

Menthol Mintie

Anyhoo, that’s it for my old swatch indecisiveness. Here’s my take on metal preferences now~

Sooo the deal with me and which colored metals I wore.

It’s basically silver versus gold, even thought there are so many other metallic colors now.

Back then, it was always silver. Silver rings, watch, earrings, all that. It had to be silver if it was concerning jewelry. I viewed gold as an “aunty” color for the longest of times. I couldn’t wear golden watches one BIT. Nor was I particularly fond of any other jewelry being gold either.

But now, years later, as I’m older, and matured just a tad, gold is the fabulous metal, and I love it. Yo, mah bling is gold man. #BlingBling

Although my sudden acceptance of gold is great and all, my current preference, especially concerning watches, would be rose gold. That pinkish golden color.

It’s gorgeous! And now I want, and am sorta already picking out a rose gold watch 🙂

There’s this one from Claire’s that Ayesha got at Budapest after I pushed her to.

Such bling and bedazzledness.

She wasn’t so sure about it, and I was originally going to buy it, but the curse with me and Claire’s on that trip was that every time I visited that store, I had already dropped most of that day’s money shopping! So I didn’t have enough to buy it then -____-

So I pushed Ayesha to get it, and she did. Now I’m considering getting it too.

But there’s this one I like a bit better at the moment, thought originally I was equally indecisive as which to get.

Still bling, pink, and GREY.

 

I like the random grey stripe through the strap, and the dial’s design intrigues me more than the other classical dudesy dial thing. Especially since none of those three tiny dial things even WORK >.> I don’t like the idea  of those fake ones being on it if they haven’t any functionality.

Plus, with the grey, if I do decide to wear  silver with this it’ll go better than having all silver jewelry and a completely rose gold chunky watch on.

I’m not sure yet. And who knows if I’m even getting these? I’d have to get them shipped from the UK, and I’m not sure if I’m up to pay the additional delivery charges =P

Meeeeh, so that’s it for now. Gotta pooof~!

Crazy, Chocolate, and Cookies,
-Frostie
the magical as hell snowman.

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Quote of Ze Day-Stars, Fathoming, & Constellations-John Green

Quote of Ze Day-Stars, Fathoming, & Constellations-John Green

AAAAARRRGGGhhh. i STILL havent managed to get my hands on a copy of the Fault in Our Stars, and hence, stilll havent read it! grrr. ive been looking forward to reading this book since FOREVER. gjrnoeudgf. it also doesnt help that my evil laptop just erased my entire post right before i could post it, and the anger erased most of it from my memory. anyways, i havent read the book which im probably sure this beautiful and elequent quote is from. siigh. although, i do think i can post this quote as i have been following the vlogbrothers on youtube, hank and john green’s channel, since, um, 2010 or 2009, not sure when exactly, but i have watched all their stuff from 2007. so im sure i know enough about john green to post this without doing him the justice of reading the entire book. or not. sorry, john green =) but anyhoo, this quote shall be very helpful next semester at school. all my teachers complain my expressionism sucks, and really needs improvement. (i think thats tosh, since i still get great grades and i get my point across. although in literature i do think i could use some work…but in all other subjects, i personally think im fine =/) so this is what i shall say to them then. yeeep. cant wait to see their reaction. especially if they have come across john greens work =)
weelll, im done.
DFTBA!

Exiled From Ireland&The Irish Love Me

Obviously.

Anyways, i have a dream where im in this plain boring area, with hills and a sun above them, and nothing else. all in shades of yellow, green, and orange (yes, even the sun.) and yet somehow i know im in ireland.

Scene shift. at this absolutely gorgeous mountain top, with magnificent mountains as far as the eye can see. its a crisp winter morning, but insanely sunny. my perfect winter weather. we’re in this amazing manor, castle, thing. all grey carved stone, and beautiful. its brilliant. and then, there are all these random people scattered here and there. and theyre about to announce who got shuffled into which team with who. anyways, ayesha and i are super excited, but ayesha’s flipping out with insane hand gestures and everything. (so very un ayesha like). shes going on about how cool itd be if she gets an actual french person on her team and they become great friends. and i want to make friends with whoevers on my team.

anways, they announce the teams, and group us all together. we then are supposed to hang out together as a team to improve our teamwork and get to know each other more. after a debate and all that time, i become really close friends with this irish guy on my team. we become bros. its awesome =) and then after that, when we get our own free time to spend with whomever we choose, i go find ayesha. shes ecstatic cuz she has a french chick on her team. so thats cool, sure why not, were both happy.

later on, i see ayesha hanging out (bothering) the frenchie girl, and its pretty obvious that shes  irritated. yet ayesha being oblivious to this, continues her pursuit of being best friends with the Croissant Lover. she goes on about our (ayesha and mine) lit references, how shes the Lady of Shallot, how she has always considers herself french, and french worthy, blah blah blah. anyways, im then hanging out with Irish-Guy (and i dont remember what he looked like much- possibly blonde with green eyes? im not sure…but i do remember that he was hot. buuut i wasnt into him. not then. yes, there IS a sequel dream! =D ) and we become closer friends.

the next time i see ayesha, she has irked the french chick to a terrible extreme where she snaps at ayesha. ayesha gets stunned and a bit confused and tries to appologize and then go on about how theyre such good freinds and forgive each other. Madam Mustache (..no she didnt have one..but-but still =P) gets more annoyed, and tells ayesha shes not worthy of calling herself french let alone being french, and how shes just an annoying little wanna be. ayesha gets angry now, and they proceed to a full scale riot yelling match fight thing. then this girl sues ayesha, and takes her to the french embassy. there, all the french also hate ayesha, and tell those in charge of our debate tournament training thing (the debating TTT =P ) that they hate her and will not tolerate her being in ireland where shes happy and where currently there are a lot of french people or something. the irsih are totally chill and are just like, ‘yeah, sure, cool, why dont we just exile her, yeah?’ and thus ayesha gets exiled from ireland.

now, we;re at this scene where ayeshas crossing the boarder. once again, in all shades of orange, green and yellow, strangely. so ayeshas leaving and she asks me to cross over with her, you know, lets ditch this popsickle stand kinda thing. (i would never call ireland a popsickle stand but you get the idea right? no offense..) and im fine with leaving (since i can come back. no exile for me =) ) but all these random irish people appear and they say no, i cant go because they like me and are attached to me. aw, im loved by the irish ❤ anyways, as this happens, my irish guy friend was standing by my side the entire time and when the ayesha asks me to leave with her, he hugs me. like, NO. she wont go. it was cute.

all and all, this is a pretty morality type dream of mine.

the irish will love me. the irish are cool and chill. ayesha doesnt belong in ireland. ayesha is to be hated by the french. and, apparently, ayesha doesnt have what it takes to call herself and to BE french. yowch. and obviously, the sun is secretly green, orange and red in ireland. i feel so much more enlightened now. =)