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The best color in the world is the one that looks good on you.
Virtue is a habit of the mind, harmony with nature, moderation and reason.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
Every great work of art should be considered like any work of nature. First of all from the point of view of its aesthetic reality and then not just from its development and the mastery of its creation but from the standpoint of what has moved and agitated its creator.
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Diamonds are foreverl. But not only because these precious stones are beyond reach of time. The secret of their immortality is also in family traditions and stories, that are carefully transferred from generation to generation. Until the end of their days, their owners keep in memory those precious moments of life, connected with the acquisition of a diamond.
However, the diamond was not always as popular as it s today. If you look at the canvases of artists, the crowns of kings and queens were decorated with colored gems, such as rubies, sapphires and emeralds. Cleopatra was known for her love of pearls. The ring of Princess Diana was adorned with a magnificent blue sapphire, now worn by the Duchess of Cambridge.
Recently, the popularity of diamonds has increased significantly, and women proudly emphasize their family status, wearing an engagement ring decorated with a sparkling gemstone. Adjusting hair with an occasional gesture, they delight everyone not only with the happy glitter of their eyes, but with the radiance that pours from the ring on the ring finger. Wedding rings, necklaces, earrings, studs and cufflinks - today the diamond has gained a strong position in the world of high fashion.
Diamonds come in a variety of colors and shapes, differ in size and quality. The carbon composition of each stone is unique. Large diamonds have their names - the Pink Star, the Pink Clark, the Sun Drop, the Archduke Joseph, Wittelsbach Graff ... Their fates, often encrusted with secrets and intrigues, can be traced throughout ages. Books and films are devoted to such stones. There are rumors and legends about them. They become the main lots of the famous auctions of Sotheby's and Christie's, the property of famous collectors and large museums.
Today, high-quality diamonds have become available to a wide range of customers. And this does not detract from their value, but on the contrary, only gives them additional popularity. After all, together with the precious stone, family values like love, fidelity, harmony are transferred from generation to generation in each family.
In the center of each such story, along with passion, romance and overcomed difficulties, is a precious stone, unique, like the story of every person and every family.
"A diamond is forever", the slogan invented by De Beers back in 1947, is still relevant. Unlike real estate, cars, other luxury goods, the diamond is not subject to destruction.
However, as an object of investment, experts recommend considering only stones of the highest possible characteristics. The weight of such a stone should be at least 5 carats, the color should vary from D to G according to GIA classification, and the purity should be from IF lp VS1. The cut must be very good or exellent. And also, the stone should not show fluorescence. Such a stone will help to survive during a time of money crisis and become insurance for a "rainy day".
There are a lot of stories about immigrants who could start a new life in another country, because they managed to smuggle in several stones.
Diamonds will never become old-fashioned. In contrast, for example, from a wedding dress, the ring can always be remade into something more modern. And if the daughter isn't going to walk down the aisle in her mother's dress, she'll wear the new wedding ring with her mother's diamond with pleasure, until she hands it down to her children.
If your family does not yet have such a relic and tradition, why not start it now? There is an opinion that the cost of an engagement ring should be three monthly salaries of the fiance. However, when it comes to diamonds, this approach is fundamentally wrong. The main thing is that the ring should be chosen with love, because this is the beginning of the age-old tradition of the family! There are many features that should be considered when choosing a diamond. First of all, these are the famous four C: Color, Clarity, Cut and Carat Size.
The most expensive are clear diamonds, without hints of white or gray. However, colored diamonds (pink, blue) - are also very rare and are very popular among connoisseurs. However, a transparent diamond with a yellowish or grayish hue also has its charm - this shade gives the stone a special sheen.
As for transparency, each diamond has inclusions - a kind of its own unique "fingerprint". It will help to distinguish your diamond from all other diamonds in the world. The smaller the inclusions, the more qualitative the diamond is. However, any expert judgment is subjective. It's just a competent opinion. Consult with an expert, but choose the one that you will find surprisingly beautiful.
Carat size is one of those characteristics that people pay the most attention to. And this is natural. After all, the first thing that can be determined with the naked eye is how great the diamond is.
Cutting is the result of a jeweler's masterwork, the transformation of a raw stone into a diamond. There are various forms of cut: round and fancy (marquise, pear, oval, princess, emerald, asher, etc.). However, in addition to shape, it is very important to cut the diamond right in order to maximize its value and give it the necessary brilliance.
If the diamond is badly cut, it will not shine brightly enough and may even seem smaller than its actual size.
We are sure that by choosing your diamond, your family relic and your talisman, you will carefully study all its characteristics. And then you will tell your children and grandchildren with pride how much you worked, how much strength, love, patience and desire you put in this diamond to shine along with the history of your family.
Esther W., gemologist
How beautiful they are together!
Adam had known Emmy for six months already. Only six months - mother shook her head when her son announced his intention to ask her to marry him. He would have been surprised if he had been told six months ago that he would marry soon... even the most beautiful girl in the world!
But Emmy stole his heart from the first meeting. As soon as she entered the negotiation room, where their companies were making the first deal, he couldn't look away from the red-haired blue-eyed girl in the scarlet dress. And when she spoke, he already knew that this voice would sound in his heart all his life.
Emmy came to him during the break and invited for lunch. The girl brought her own world down on him from the first minute of their conversation: her favorite films and books, her impressions from the recent Pacific cruise, her childhood memories.
Emmy enchanted, won, filled his day, then the evening and then - six amazing months. Emmy the warrior, Emmy the conqueror, fiery Emmy, enchanting Emmy ...
Emmy seemed to bring a red color into Adam's life. Scarlet silk curtains and sofa pillows appeared in his room. Scarlet shoes, Emmy's handbag glittered in his hallway like sparks, lit by a lamp at the entrance. Scarlet negligee, scarlet lace ... It was as if tongues of wondrous flame caught fire in the black and white space of his bachelor dwelling and transformed it.
Surrendering to the power of red, on the decisive evening Adam bought red champagne, strawberry ice cream, red caviar. Scarlet long stem roses poured a charming aroma from his favorite crystal vase.
And the most important thing was the engagement ring. Adam remembers well, how before going to the jewelry store he examined diamonds in the internet for a long time. He wanted to choose a round stone with classic cut. The same as his father once gave to her mother.
But, faced the windows with gemstones, he realized that he was attracted by the mysterious and deep shining of rubies. "This is her color!" – it struck him. The color of confidence and strength, deep passion, loyalty and love. And, surprisingly for himself, he chose a ring with an oval ruby, surrounded by small diamonds. "Ruby is she, my heart and my life, and diamonds are my fidelity and love! How good they are together! "
"How good they are together!" - the first thing Emmy said when in the evening the time had come to open the beautiful little box.
Hungarian cherry sauce in a pink night
Julia was last in Rimini when she was a child, when they had been travelling to San Marino with her mother. And now, when she got to La Notte Rosa festival with girls, blinking from the riot of pink around, she caught herself at trying to find familiar places, where they had been walking together.
Mother and daughter haven't talked to each other for several years after a long-standing quarrel. Previously, it did not disappoint the girl. "We are too different! We have nothing to talk about! "- she thought. But today it's like a lump in my throat.
Having left her friends, Julia went to the bridge of Tiberius. The late evening already spread over the coast. And although the pink sunset was already fading, everything around was bathing in pink. Pink t-shirts, shorts, swimsuits, ribbons, bandages, pink balloons and beach umbrellas. The lights were pouring pink light. It seemed that music and light, streaming from everywhere, were pink too.
The bridge was not crowded. Julia stopped and, leaning on the railing, looked down at the river. Once they were standing together with her mother and looking down, just like now. They talked about something very important for a long, long time. And then they went to a cafe and ate ice-cream ...
"Would you like ice cream?" – she suddenly heard a voice behind. Julia shuddered and turned around. A thin, black-haired boy was standing near her.
"You've been standing alone for an hour." Are you very sad? There's delicious ice cream here in the cafe: plombier with Hungarian cherry sauce. Let's go!
Without waiting for an answer, the guy took Julia's hand and led her to the cafe table. While they were waiting for their order, Julia found out that the guy's name was Leon, he lived nearby and worked in a glass mosaic workshop. When they brought ice cream, the girl almost screamed with delight: a white ball of ice-cream was surrounded by ruby cherries in transparent syrup. She remembered, what a delightful sensation it was to split the white delicate part of the ice cream with a spoon and, together with cherry, send this red and white delicacy into her mouth.
Julia doesn't remember which one of them first kissed the other. Maybe she did. Because it was a very natural continuation of their game. Julia and Leon, joking, scooping up a spoonful of ice-cream and cherries, took turns feeding each other. One spoon is one small story of each other's life.
They were kissing in the cafe, kissing on the bridge of Tiberius and on the way to Leon's house. Julia, who recently was amazed at such an abundance of pink, now found it quite natural, that couples were kissing in rosy light. The atmosphere of love was floating in the air.
The next morning, Julia and her friends went to the airport, where Julia was in for a surprise. Leon came to accompany her with a bouquet of scarlet roses, with envelope in it. "It's a surprise! Now you have something to share with your mother! "- the young man mysteriously announced.
On the plane Julia unfolded the note and read with a smile:
Wash cherries, put them in a saucepan, add sugar, white wine and water. Cherries should be filled to the brim. Add orange peel, juice and lemon peel, cinnamon and vanilla.
Cook for about ten minutes, then remove the cherries. Strain the sauce and allow it to cool in the refrigerator. Cherries should be covered with grated almonds and poured with chilled sauce. Serve with ice cream!
Hungarian cherry sauce:
500 g of cherry
1 vanilla pod
3 tablespoons of sugar
1 stick of cinnamon
1 cup of white wine
Faces of pictures
It was the first exhibition of Uriah's paintings. The first time her paintings were on display to the general public, and she couldn’t overcome the excitement. Being in the hall of the gallery, Uriah flinched at each sound of the doorbell. As she didn't completely trust the praises of acquaintances, pronounced in her address, she furtively watched as visitors were moving from one painting to another, nodding their heads, exchanging remarks in low tones. "Do they understand my paintings? Was I able to convey everything that I was feeling, what I was thinking about for years? "- she kept asking questions.
Fascinated by a conversation with one of the critics, she did not notice that the gallery had new guests. And when she saw them, she couldn't take her eyes off of them. A young man and a girl held their hands. They smiled at each other, exchanged glances, touched their shoulders, whispered about something ... They were surrounded by some special aura. With the urge of the artist Uriah caught that invisible cocoon, that enveloped them and separated from the rest of the world. They were in love and happy - she read the message, conveyed by their gestures, smiles, glances.
The couple began to study the gallery from the earliest picture of Uriah. A little girl in the garden in the middle of a pink flowerbed. She crouched down, and at once her pretty little face drowned in pink petals. Her nose stretches to the pink bud, her eyes are closed. The girl is serene and happily laughing. "You laugh in the same way!" the young man says to his girl. "Yes, but it's because you've brought roses today and put them in the bedroom while I was sleeping!" A special warmth spread in Uriah's heart when she overheard these words.
At that time, someone came up to her, and the artist, carried away by the conversation, temporarily let the couple out of her sight. However, after a while her attention was attracted by sonorous and young laughter. She turned to it, already knowing which of her guests could laugh so happily. "Look, it's you, when you make morning coffee!" The picture "Distraction" showed a young man, who looked at the window, and the coffee was already foaming and pouring over the edge of the coffeepot. Supporting the joke, the young man gave exactly the pose and silly face of the unlucky morning coffee lover. It was so funny that all the other visitors immediately smiled.
Uriah felt a slight uneasiness. The couple approached to her saddest work. The picture was painted after someone who was the closest person in her life died in a car accident. The car was bursting through the thunderstorm into the sky, its driver forever disappeared from the view. A petrified woman stood on the roadside and watched him go.
Young people silently stopped at the picture, their hands tightened, the girl put her head on the lover's shoulder.
"They'll be all right! It's bound to be good! thought Uriah. A new picture was already being created in her head - a guy and a girl, hugging in the crowds, surrounded by a bright cocoon of their love.
Miracle of Nature
We are part of nature, part of its magic and splendor. This is a miracle, born millions of years ago on our planet, the fruit of great creation.
Considering it natural and self-proclaiming, we inhale the enchanting aroma of steppe grasses and forest firs, splash in the waves of the ocean, climb the mountain peaks, harvest marvelous fruit. Even though our Earth is the only place in the cold and soulless space of the Universe, where this miracle is possible.
Nature is permeated with love and wisdom of the Creator. Any of his creations on Earth are the embodiment of harmony and perfection. Any natural phenomenon is full of deep meaning. The seed thrown into the ground, drenched with rain, sprouts and grows green, swimming in the sunlight. The leaves of the grown plant fill the air with oxygen. And we can enjoy every breath and exhalation. Sitting in an office or driving a car, talking to friends at a party, cooking dinner in the kitchen, we do not notice that at that time we take a breath in and exhale, breath in and exhale. And it's so simple that we do not even suspect that breathing is the most important thing that happens every moment of our lives, supports our strength and health.
It does not stop us to be more attentive to ourselves as creations of nature. And to the nature that is around us. Here is a drop of dew, glittering in the sun's rays, like an emerald. The stars lead the migrating birds to the south. The butterfly collects the pollen and transfers it to another flower and thereby in time will give life to a new plant. Nature is a constant movement, an eternal renewal, which gives life and love. Every creature, every phenomenon is inimitable and unique. Let's live our life as special and connected with strong bonds with all the surrounding nature on Earth!
Lady and Waiter
Since early childhood, girls from aristocratic families of Great Britain would dream to one day attend the Queen Charlotte Ball. It was the first outing for young ladies in high society, and it was essencial to prepare carefully. At the age of 18-21 young ladies took classes, such as ballroom dancing, special curtsey, biblical and other proper teachings.
On the day of the ball, the castle of Highcler seemed to have shifted two hundred years back, tothe era of Queen Charlotte. Сharming debutants in luxurious white dresses were introduced to guests, by turn, in the festively illuminated hall. Then the ball would begin, refined gentlemen invited bashul, yet joyful beauties to a dance. But the main surprise was awaiting the guests of the ball at the very end. The "debutante of the year" was elected by a secret ballot, she was granted the honorable right to cut Charlotte's cake with the royal sword...
Gracie did her best to avoid participation in this old-fashioned and pretentious event. With much greater pleasure she would go to the club with her friends or to rafting Dee River, or even better - would spend a weekend at her desk, finishing her first novel. But father insisted, arguing that if Gracie refused to participate, it would be misinterpreted in their circle of friends and business partners.
Therefore, the kindhearted Gracie decided to yield. "It will be a reason to laugh with the girls! At the same time, it could inspire a scene for a future novel!" Reluctantly, the girl went to the training courses for the ball, while clenching her teeth, went through the whole ritual of studying «graceful dances», bowing, curtsy, and the rest. The dances never interested her and therefore were not her strong suit. And now, Gracie was angry and felt like a clumsy bear, vainly taught to graceful waltz by the dance coach, who was an elegant and agile partner. As the ball was approaching, the sense of frustration grew. And by the time when the girl, filled with hatred for her long and too revealing ball dress, after surviving the day of preparations, rehearsals and photo sessions, was preparing to be introduced to the guests, Gracie already sincerely hated both the ball, and the castle, the guests, and this wasted evening.
On top of that, she stumbled, when she was coming down the stairs to the guests, and nearly fell during a curtsey at benevolent forced smiles of others and barely restrained laughter of other girls.
"What keeps me here?" thought Gracie. "Why should I stand this?" I have already fulfilled my promise to dad and can safely go back home! "The girl turned resolutely and headed for the exit. And then she was blocked by a waiter holding a tray with champagne.
"Champagne?" – his voice was pleasant and soft.
Gracie looked up and saw a handsome, elegant young waiter in front of her. His eyes were shining with intellect and hidden sparkles of merriment. He smiled simply and openly, half-bowed before Gracie.
- Yes! - Automatically answered the girl. Suddenly she caught herself at the thought that she likes him very much. Tall, handsome, well-built, strong... "Enough! she interrupted herself. – Last thing I need is to get carried away by a person who is not in our circle! That's exactly what dad wouldn't have wnated! I should leave now! "
As if reading her thoughts, the waiter continued:
- Today will be the most wonderful ball in the history of balls! I hope you'll be very pleased. I know that the program is full of surprises for the guests, and the dishes are from the best chef in the UK ... And, of course, dancing!
"I don't like dancing," Gracie admitted.
"I’d love to, but now I'm too busy," answered the young man. And suddenly, Gracie, going completely against etiquette and rules, made another statement, unexpected even to herself:
- Take off this jacket and let's dance!
To her surprise, the young man replied:
- I'll be back soon. I'll be happy if you wait for me.
When the waiter disappeared from the hall with the tray, she remained standing in the middle of the festive hall in confusion. Gracie was seized with joyful excitement, unusual warmth spread across her body. And at the same time she yelled at herself: "Why did you stay? What a ridiculous joke? "
The people was already dancing. And there was a lot of gentlement around Gracie. After a while, she began to enjoy it and found the ball not so boring. But in the crowd of guests the girl tried to find a slender figure of the waiter. "I did not even ask his name! But it's for the best, of course, it'll be better if I don't see him again, "she thought.
"Gracie," came a sudden voice behind her. Recognizing a familiar voice, the girl jerked and turned around. He was wearing an elegant tuxedo.
"Do you know my name?"
"I heard you being introduced to guests."
- What is your name?
"Damian, at your service, my lady." May I have the pleasure of a dance?
Unexpectedely for herself Gracie blushed again. For some reason, it was now important for her that she could move elegantly, and how much she would be liked by a simple waiter, who by some miracle was now among the guests at the ball. "Or can the servers be among the guests?" - she asked herself strange questions.
The young man turned out to be an excellent partner. He was attentive, caring and confidently led her.
Gradually Gracie stopped controlling her every move. Having felt, that the girl had calmed down, Damian began to ask her about what she loved and what she did, turning out to be an intelligent and subtle company. Soon they chatted, as if they have known each other for many years and as if there were no class boundaries and distance between them.
- Let's go to the garden? suggested Damian.
The couple went towards the exit holding hands, followed by the admiring glances of the audience.
- I love you! - either as a joke, or seriously said Gracie.
"I want to be always with you," Damian answered gravely and simply.
- I agree. Even if my father is against it.
- And why should your father be opposed to intermarry with one of the most famous aristocratic families in the UK?" the young man said coyly.
- You ... served at the ball!"
- I just wanted ... that the girl of my dreams chose me, not my title," Damian said seriously.
Time stopped for them. It was already getting dark when Damian and Gracie returned to the guests. In the middle of the hall there stood a huge Charlotte's cake, and the host solemnly proclaimed:
- The right to cut the royal cake is given to the debutante of the year ... Gracie Braose!
Damian released her hand from his hand, and to the enthusiastic applause of the guests, she happily and naturally headed to the cake, laughing happily.
Physical fitness is not only one of the most important keys to a healthy body, it is the basis of dynamic and creative intellectual activity
John F. Kennedy
Match in the Rain
Eric was the son of a coach. He always tried to meet his father's expectations, so from the early ages he trained hard and at the age of 13 became the captain ofhis football team. In addition to the fact that Eric was the best player on the team, he was very good at school. Eric was a leader and a role model for peers. Everyone was amazed at how he managed to combine daily intensive workouts and, at the same time, to have the best scores for academic achievement.
All the girls of the scgool dreamed of dating Eric. And the guys were proud of his friendship. Everyone considered him successful and happy.
But Eric himself, although he was always cheerful and smiling, wasn't happy deep down. Since childhood he felt that his father was more concerned about the success of the team than about him. His goal was the prestige of the team. He believed that victory was the most important thing, and he tried to ensure his students that sport was the basic occupation in their life.
Erik felt himself only as an instrument in his father's hands. In case of defeat he, as the captain of the team, had to take the greatest share of criticism from the stern coach.
Afraid to disappoint his father, Eric could not confess to him, that much more than sports, he loved music and painting. He even sneaked out to art galleries and parties in the clubs. It lasted until he met Zara. Once, when he was with friends in the student's club, suddenly a graceful red-haired girl with a guitar came out onto the stage. She smiled charmingly and announced that it was her debut with a new song in this club today. And with that smile she captivated Eric's imagination. He couldn't take his eyes off the singing girl. And she was singing, as if for him, looking into his eyes ...
That night they talked for a long time about music, played guitar and sang their favorite songs. And immediately they felt how close they were to each other.
Zara was the first to whom Eric told his secret. And the girl was extremely surprised that the most popular guy in college, the famous captain of the football team, felt so unhappy. Zara always dealt only with what she really was interested in. Once, while still a little girl, she picked up a guitar and since then has not parted with her favorite instrument for many years. She was airy, free and as if ... woven from the sunlight. Eric reached out to her with all his heart, and Zara comforted him, pleased him, gave him love and tenderness.
The young man started missing training, used any excuse to slip away from them, and being on the field, did not work at full strength, he became distracted and dreamy. It didn't slip away from Brian, Eric's father and coach. Though the son never told him anything about Zara, Brian began to suspect about the reasons for his son's cooling to training, and in the evenings he lectured him, that the captain of the team shouldn't forget about his responsibility, to be distracted by something extraneous, to leave the planned path.
And so it could not last long. Eric was tormented by guilt before his father and was afraid to lose Zara, whom he considered the sense and joy of his life. Seeing this, Zara once said that they would never be happy if Eric did not tell Brian about their feelings. He must know the truth about his son's life!
Meanwhile, the playoffs were approaching. Eric invited Zara to the game as his girlfriend. But surprising to him the girl firmly refused. "It's impossible if you don’t tell your father about me!"
Eric was discouraged. He felt betrayed and deceived. And although he knew in his heart that Zara was right, he was still angry and resentful towards her. For a week the lovers didn't talk, didn't call and avoided each other. Each of them swore not to make it up first.
And then the day of the match came. Although Erik knew that Zara wouldn't come, he kept glancing at the empty seat in the front row, which he reserved for her, and hoped that a familiar fiery red bang would flash in the crowd ...
Eric could not concentrate. He was so upset that it couldn’t not affect the game of the whole team. And by the end of the first half, they lagged behind their opponent. The father was furious, teammates were nervous and threw astonished looks at Eric.
In addition, during the break, it began to rain, which soon turned into a heavy downpour. With a force of will Eric pulled himself together and went out onto the field. And then he saw Zara, who was squeezing toward him through the crowd. She was on the podium from the beginning of the match, but all this time she did not want to be noticed. But at the end she couldn't stand the view of frustrated Eric. The girl felt guilty in his failure, she repented and was ready to rush to his neck.
Eric rushed to meet his beloved.
But suddenly he stopped. He asked his friend to take on the role of the captain of the team, went to his father and handed him a helmet: "Forgive me, Dad!" And then turned to Zara. "I love you, Zara! Please, be with me! "- he said, and in front of the whole stadium hugged and kissed the girl.
It seemed that the whole stadium forgot about football and pouring rain. Everyone shouted "Hooray!" And waved with scarves, ribbons and flags.
Under the delighted exclamations of spectators Zara and Eric, holding hands, came out outside the stadium. For a time, happy and confused, they walked in silence. And then Eric said: "You know, I have never felt so free and happyl!"
On that day, the college team lost. But at dinner Eric's father did not say a negative word. They were remembering the day he first met his mother, their first hikes in the mountains and rock'n'roll fests... And Eric, who always tried to get up from the table as soon as possible, today stayed longer with his parents, listening to their stories. He finally felt himself in his family.
Being the richest man in the cemetery does not matter to me. Going to bed at night, saying we've done something wonderful, that's what matters to me.
Union of Maranello and Ferrari
The happinest days for little Enzo Ferrari were the days when his father took him to the car races. The child’s dream of becoming a race car driver originated in the early years of Enzo's heart, determined to build his way to fame. After World War One, he worked as a test driver at CMN company, then moved to a a promising new company Alfa Romeo in the city of Modena. Thrroughout all this time he was dreaming of creating his own racing team. So, the first Scuderia Ferrari appeared in 1929, created by Enzo Ferrari in partnership with Alfa Romeo. And in 1939 Scuderia Ferrari, the most successful company in the history of racing, was created.
World War Two derailed Enzo's plans for several years, howver in 1946 he created Auto Avio Costruzioni and moved the company's headquarters from Modena to Maranello.
The population of Maranello was less than 20,000 people. Nevertheless, this small town entered world history as the birthplace of the most powerful racing cars in the world!
Today, the city practically lives and echoes the company and the brand. To express their love for the legendary automaker the citizens of Maranello even installed a massive statue of a galloping horse, the symbol of Ferrari.
The history of the Ferrari logo dates back to 1923. Young Enzo Ferrari, who was participating in car racing in Modena, met with the parents of Francesco Barakki, the ace of World War One, who had heroically died during an air battle.
The young man's jet fighter was decorated with the image of a galloping horse. The mother of the pilot, Countess Barakki, proposed Enzo to use a rampant horse for the logo of his future company. "It will bring good luck!" she said. They say that Enzo Ferrari then kept a photo of that young pilot for many years.
Ferrari practically put Maranello on the world map, and today they go hand in hand. The birthplace of Ferrari acquired a cult status and became a living legend. Crowds of tourists are eager to visit the Ferrari Museum, called "Museo Ferrari". It is open to the public on working days. Here you can admire the best tracks and racing creations of Ferrari, and buy various memorabilia. Everything reveals a strong conncetion between Maranello and Ferrari. The brand that brought glory to the city, and the city that became its thrust and support, surrounded with love and devotion.
Ferrari cars are unusual creations. It is known that the company has never invested money in advertisement of its vehicles. But each car is made with the highest waulity standards. Love and care are put into each of the cars. Ferrari cars are usually spoken of as living beings, each one habing its own character and personality.
Each child-the product of sweat and tears spilled by enthusiasts working at Ferrari, the fruit of love and passion. Each Ferrari model radiates enthusiasm and skill of designers, engineers and drivers.
Ferrari and Maranello are names that are spoken together, a well-coordinated duo, a single success story..
You can't cry on a diamond's shoulder, diamonds won't warm you at night, but they are certainly so amusing at the shining sun.