Just like Goldmember, I love Gold. As a child I hated yellow gold jewelery. It was seen as being too Italian, or just plain woggy. The whole identity issue was running rampant back then. Being half Australian and half Italian lead a certain Chichi to identify with one culture at a time, rather than manage to meld the two into a synergistic whole.
Now I have learnt to appreciate yellow gold, in fact I am crazy about Gold Jewelery, the woggier the better.
Cheech and the Colonel invest money in gold too, recently having sold some of it off to aid towards a deposit for a new house. Before selling it I had to take a couple of pictures though because it is just plain gorgeous. Oh Gold, with your buttery 24 carat goodness, I love you.
O Gold! How I prefer thee to paper
Which makes bank credit like a bark of vapour
Lord Byron, Don Juan
Sadly my camera is having difficulties, I hope it can be fixed as it takes the best shots. In the meantime, I found some webshots of some of my recent purchases under the motto, Woggier is better. I bought all of them at heavily discounted prices which sweetened the deal.
