Posted by Amoro on 11/25/2011 to
It’s been this way my whole life. Girls, you know it. You’re my best friends and you see what happens.
I said: Hi Jimmy and the next thing I knew he puts a diamond on my finger and I’m Mrs Dougherty. It didn’t take long to fizzle. Jimmy was swell but I was too young. Then there was Joe- hey another JD (Gee, I already had the monogramed sheets)- and we lasted 9 months. He was swell but that fizzled too. But I got a bigger diamond that time. There was Arthur, my intellectual husband. Boy Mr Miller was smart. I loved to call him Mr Miller. He always said I was created something extraordinary. I still have the ring. And the rumors swirling around me and Mr President. I’m not saying but John was swell and he did buy me a really big diamond. I called it my presidential sparkler. A lot of the details of my boyfriends are hazy but I have a big stash of diamonds so I must have been pretty good. I’ve always said Diamonds are a girls best friends. Girls what do I wear in bed? “Why, Chanel No. 5, of course. And diamonds” See my diamonds know me best. Come on BFF’s, it’s time to meet a new fellow.
Miss, let me help you with those packages. Gee Thanks Mister. Ya know you’re really cute. The next thing I know a red box arrives with a big white bow. And what’s inside? Another best friend. A girl can’t have too many.
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