An ode to a utensil.

Theme: The effect of great artistic design (the look) and ‘engineering’ construction (the feel) on some customers.

I picked her up. She looked nice. And then I got to know her in her gift and goal. So when I looked again at her whole, I was struck by her beauty. It was sublime. She was rightly weighted everywhere, streamlined and curved so beautifully where it mattered. I set her on a pedestal with my spotlights on, to gaze at her beauty—to see if I could understand why, how it is that she was so appealing to me. Italian design, it felt. Well, what did it matter? It was beautiful and very well designed; very well suited to my preferences in the experience of its utility.

Her sister I got to love too. My lovely twin friends. Proudly I showed off the sister to another. He looked at me and said, “I prefer that one,” pointing to some other piece I never gave any thought. With shock, horror even, I moved to give him the one he wanted. I couldn’t see why he thought my lovely wasn’t the most preferred. Alas, it came again to mind that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You will never be everyone’s most preferred cutlery. Some might even not give you a second look, not to speak of a try. But, you are mine, and that works for me.

PS:
Neither the look nor the feel alone would’ve created such an impression as above. Inspired by two different beautiful cutlery pieces in a set. It would’ve been three if the table knife had any use in the home.

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