A few weeks ago on Twitter, someone posted information about an organization called With this Ring. It's a cool concept. Basically, instead of giving money, you give away your diamond engagement ring and they hock it (my words) to give drinking water to a well in Africa.
My first thought was, that's a neat idea, but I would never do it. My engagement ring and the day it's given to me will be precious. One man, one ring. That's how I feel. No way am I giving up my engagement ring.
I started wrestling with that a little later, though. There's no way I would ever give up my engagement ring or wedding ring, but I would surely give up the diamond.
Weird random factoid about me that very few people know. After a hard break-up, I always plan an element of my wedding. I'm not going to tell you how much of my wedding I have planned, but it's a lot.
Still, as I have planned my wedding over the years, I have never been able to settle on what kind of diamond I want. I see people's rings and think, "Oh, that's nice" but honestly, I don't really like any of them for myself. And I have that disease that a lot of women have, which is that if it's not bigger than my friends', please do not bother.
So I'm putting this in writing. For whatever man gets to marry me (that's right, I said it, "gets to") please save up for a reeeeally nice diamond ring for me. I'm talking, a Tiffany's, platinum, 5 carat diamond ring.
But when it comes to actually proposing, give me a simple band that says something unique to us. And donate the Tiffany's diamond ring money to a cause we both feel is worthy.
Monday, February 22, 2010
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