I don't like to come off ostentatious, but between you and me and the gatepost, I'll sometimes wear my diamonds when I'm feeling festive; at a ball or club function, or a particularly special family occasion up at the lodge. I am occasionally involved with charity work, FOR MY SINS (pause for laughter, do not laugh yourself, do not continue speaking until someone responds as if you've told a joke); and one must always remember that-that-that-that the wealthy prefer to fund those who-who-who don't themselves appear impoverished, mustn't one! (allow yourself a bout of extremely shrill laughter, you've earned it, you couldn't hold it back anyway)
I have a lovely tiara gifted me by my granddaughter, but bless her, it's cubic zirconia, so I save it for what I like to call BEIGE tie nights when I babysit (good natured but patronizing chortle). And lest I forget, I do have a lovely school of sapphires in my teeth. You know, the social six. Just a little gift to myself last summer, to celebrate nothing in particular! (and you're done, enjoy your shrillest laugh yet, then saunter off in search of port)