Nature is mostly green. There’s plenty of blue, a fair bit of brown, but unless you’re indoors, in the desert, or on the ocean, you’re either looking at green or green covered in snow. That ho-humness is the very premise of Kermit the Frog’s musical lamentation of the travails of being green.
Why, then, does this emerald green cubic zirconia positively sizzle? How can something ostensibly the same color as a golf course fairway or a jeep radiate such deep, alluring, irresistibly sensual- are we getting carried away? Suppose we leave the hows and whys to the color psychologists and just luxuriate in all that green.
