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Just unboxed the torsade ring and earrings from Lili, and… I honestly didn’t expect them to feel this substantial in hand?

Buccellati’s intricate twisted gold texture is notoriously hard to replicate, so I was prepared to be nitpicky. But the heft on both pieces is unbelievable (zero hollow feeling. The ring has such a satisfying presence on my finger, and the earrings sit so comfortably without pulling. Literally can’t stop running my thumb over the textured details while working... it's going to become a habit haha. 

Seriously once I hit the lottery, I am 100% going back for the matching bracelet. Need that heavy stack in my life so bad!

I’m 34 for context. This bike has made me feel like a kid again. Big thanks to my late father for introducing me to the T-dubs and getting one in the family stable when he did. I’ve rode bikes most of my life but can’t remember the last time I had this much fun on one, or this much fun doing anything

My dad’s recent passing left me with a garage full of bikes, one of which is the TW we spent over a year trying to get our hands on back in 2022. It’s sat ever since with just a few street miles ridden and some routine maintenance.Finally had a chance to pick it up from his house and get it on the trails this weekend. Proud to say it lives with me now.

I love this damn bike!

I impulse bought my 34 about a year ago but due to life it’s sat untouched in its secret spot..until now

Been shooting and carrying the ol cw in the pocket lately. Always liked this little gun.

8 yrs of ownership, couple hundred rounds/year average no malfunctions. Fun shooter. Tight groups. Dream to carry

I’m inherited my late Dads Rolex less than 60
days ago. This past Sunday (Father’s Day) I realized it was missing. Flipped my house upside down, retraced every location and possibility, got surveillance footage of every place I was the last day I wore it, even notified my PD of the situation.

Turns out it was in my house, in a binder I tucked it in while on the phone with my accountant the week prior. I have zero recollection of doing this, but I guess it happened. Or my dad’s just f*cking with me.

My father's recent passing left me with his 13 motorcycles...one of which is an xr1200 and the only “Harley” he owned. This is the bike I'd take whenever we rode together, which we should have done more of. Not bad having it live at my house now.

Grandfathers old race bike that’s been sitting in a garage for many years. Looking forward to for bringing it back to life.

My dad fought a damn good fight. He was diagnosed with Stage III PC on New Years Eve 2022 and has been fighting this beast ever since. The last pic in this series was taken before his diagnosis and before his weight loss. Through the whipple, chemo, radiation, and endless appointments and hospital stays, he never gave up, never stopped creating and never stopped inspiring those around him. He passed peacefully this morning with all of us by his side.

Big shoes to fill, but I’m up for the challenge.

Love you Dad.