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Resolved Question: question about jewelry?
What would you think if for Christmas you got handmade jewelry? I am a usually broke teenager who wants to save money. I can make my own jewelry out of wire, silk string, and beads. I can make pretty much anything. Would jewelry be a good gift? Not anything cheap: I would use vintage beads, Czech glass and Swarovski crystals. Would that be a bad gift or something you wouldn't want? I'm asking so I can determine whether or not to make that for gifts for all my (girl) friends this year.
Resolved Question: what do you think of my short story? different from last time?
“It’s, so, hot!” Rose breathed out, spacing between each syllable dramatically. Her and her best friend Melanie Hart sat out on the Yetz Hotel terrace adjacent to room 264. They overlooked the glassy beach of Maine, with people walking across the stained sand carrying tiny lap dogs in polka dot beach bags and wearing no where under $15,000.00 swim suits. “Really….?” Melanie asked with sarcasm the outcome of her tone. “YES!” Melanie had to laugh at this. Rose had thought she was serious in her attempt to give a shot of wit to their conversation. “Wanna go get a pair of ice-cream cones?” Melanie asked. “Sure, Mel!” Melanie knew it was what she had wanted from the beginning. They got up off of their lounge chairs, leaving an imprint on the cushion, and walked past the opened screen-slide-door. They slid their flip flops on, Mel’s pink with a palm tree mural across both shoes, and Rose’s orange with the same printed design. “Grab your key, so we won’t get locked out like before.” Mel told Rose with a stern but playful look in her bright, unearthly green eyes. They walked out the heavy beige door and into the hallway lined with unnatural maroon shells, followed by a parade of turquoise waves. They followed the pattern down until they saw the elevator shaft sign, and made a left. Rose took the liberty of pushing the downward facing arrow, getting a shock in return. “Oww!” She shrieked as if she had been mauled with flying knives, with one of them just barely missing her cheek. They stepped into the secluded mobile room, crammed with metallic etchings on the stainless steal silver. “That’s why they probably don’t let kids in these places anymore.” Mel had a point, though, sort of a naive one. Rich people are some of the only people who can even afford to stay here; there are people waiting around every corner of this place ready to pamper you or provide many assortments of ‘fluff’. The only reason they were here was because Rose’s dad was so damn rich! Mel remembered Rose telling her that he invested in some stocks awhile ago, and evidently it paid off. The door opened to their right, and they walked out into the lobby. “I’ve never seen this place so busy!” Rose, said in disbelief. Still in awe they walked through the dozens of people standing in the check-in line. They walked across the red-wood floor boards (which were very out of place) and to the glass-slide door. Through it, they could see a portable stand, with an unusually large umbrella over it, stating “Ice-cream” in all bold letters. Mel and Rose walked casually towards the stand, each trying to decide what flavor they were going to get. In their path stood the most divine creature they had ever seen, his name tag said “Seth”. He had ashy brown hair that fell on top his perfectly shaped natural eyebrows. His hair flipped out at the end which made his indigo blue eyes make his face sweeter, and that also complimented his slim and muscular figure. Mel was glad that she had only worn her peacock feather orange, and gold beaded bikini. CONSRUCTIVE CRITISISM IS WELCOME! AND THANKS A WHOLE BUNCH! THIS ISNT THE END ITS THE VERY BEGINNING! mel and seth will like fall in love and ya have secret meetings and stuff and have fun! ya thats pretty much it! ~that was the plot~