They'll have to pry the lipstick out of my cold, dead hand.
That's just gross.
It's gross, yet at the same time I am fascinated. Perhaps it is the Halloween spirit in me? I mean, it's kinda similar to Keith Richards saying he snorted his father's ashes (even if he didn't actually do it was wrong to say)...yet I almost want to think this is a sweet way to remember her father.Or maybe it's all the Bailey's that I dumped in my coffee this morning.
Totally quicked out here.
ashes to ashes, dust to bling?seems like it would take a 'monster squish' to get a diamond!
I guess I am the freak because I don't find it gross! It's not like you're wearing a chunk of a person's skin. The fact that it was her dad (as opposed to a lover) somehow makes it even more poignant.
I actually think it's kind of neat. I am going to be cremated and mixed into cement and made into a reef ball and dropped into the Gulf of Mexico and be a home for ocean critters. And yes, there is a company that will do that, lol. I've already made sure my family knows it.
My Mom would totally be into that...at the present time she A)wants us to scatter her ashes in the parking lot of her favorite club or B)use her for fertilizer.She could be a 'diamond in the rough'...BAHAHAHAA (and I think I would totally wear it...no lie)
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