And then came this curvy, even chippier purple one. As you can clearly see, I had to have it. I mean, really. Look at the pale peachy edges just under the purple. Look at the graceful petals, and the sticky-outy middle bits.
But wait, there's more...
She let me have this one, but I'm no longer allowed to leave the house without an escort for fear that I'll walk right in front of a bus while I'm gazing lovingly at it. There's an intervention scheduled for next week. And still she posts more rings...