When I handle this pen, I 'see' an Old World elegance of an Emerald velvet dress topped with a fancy, purple collar. I'm aware of the tastefully placed "grow bands" that may have been let down as the person grew up. Of course, I'm seeing this rich 'pen lady' standing with her nib in the air and her clip forming the risqué walking slit at the back of the 'skirt'. You probably see a nutty penmaker typing weird stuff. That's ok. I don't mind. I am as different as this pen, otherwise why would I have created it? You can pour your heart out with this pen, and 'she' will understand.
