(found here)
Ok. I like them. I love the playful quirky aspect to them, not to mention the fact they tick all my aesthetically pleasing boxes. But. If they were mine, I think I would have to play with them constantly... which would not only drive my dinner guests to distraction, I think also the inevitable breakage would cause the dinner party to end in tears.
I dunno. I need to see them. Feel them. Maybe they're stronger than they look? Or maybe the marble doesn't rattle that much.
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