Back in December Fred and I went to the jeweler at the mall to get some ideas of what my style would be for an engagement ring. I had no clue what I’d like. The one thing I did know was that I didn’t want a round diamond, I wanted a square one. I had seen one when I went to MI for Amy’s wedding! I fell in love with the shape!
We looked through the cabinets trying various ones on. I have short fingers so I couldn’t have a thick band or it’d take up the entire bottom of my finger, and that would just look ridiculous. We can’t have that.
If you saw my first post about my engagement ring, you know I found a style that I fell in love with. There was just something about the crossover that grabbed me. It also had a sparkle that was just beautiful.
When I got my dream ring, it turned out I had a sensitivity to the scratching of the diamonds on the side of the ring. It felt like sandpaper rubbing between my fingers. I couldn’t think straight when I was wearing it. I truly, truly had hoped to get used to it. I didn’t. I figured the solution would be to find the same exact ring, but with the diamonds set inside of the band.
We went back to the jewelry store, and started searching through their book to find a similar ring. I thought we had found a couple, so we ordered them. A week or so later, we got the call they were in, so I went to take a look. Unfortunately, they hadn’t come back. There was a mix up somewhere and it sounded like nothing had been ordered.
We hit the book again, and tried ordering them again. It was a week and a half later, maybe, that we received the call the rings were in. Turns out there was only one ring. The other ring wouldn’t support the size of my solitaire. Bummer. I don’t remember what the other ring was like, but it wasn’t what I was hoping for. Sigh…
The manager at the store said they were going to be having a ring show the next week, and that we could set up a time to see what they had and that she thought there might be something I’d love. Ok. I guess.
This just wasn’t going the way I had hoped. All I wanted was the exact same ring, but with the diamonds inside the band so I didn’t feel them. How could there not be something like that?! There just wasn’t. Sad panda.
We went back to the store at our appointment time, and was shown an array of rings. None of them at all like the engagement ring I was wearing. They showed me lots of different engagement rings, and wedding sets. We finally came down to two sets. They were calling them the big sister and little sister. I knew they looked similar, but for some reason, I didn’t like the look of the smaller one. I think it was because my solitaire wouldn’t have looked as good with the smaller one.
It definitely wasn’t about the price either. I’m not fixated on bling or spending lots of money. If the bigger ring had been significantly less expensive, I still would’ve wanted it simply for the look of it. I was actually heart broken having to turn over the engagement ring Fred had given me. It was something I thought I was going to wear for the rest of my life, and the beauty of it will always stay with me.
They had the guy who sets the stones on hand, and they told us to come back in an hour and a half. As we walked out of the store, I was miserable. The rings they showed us were beautiful, but I was so attached to my engagement ring. Fred was extremely reassuring, and all I could do was agonize. I also agonized over the price because that had increased significantly, but we’d also just purchased the wedding ring since it came as a set.
When we got back, my ring was just being finished. The sales lady for the designer was super wonderful and patient. The store manager had been helpful through it all, and the guy who set my diamond was rather sure of his abilities. lol In fact, he said that he wasn’t impressed at all with how the diamond had been set in my previous engagement ring. He’d just confirmed how I’d felt about how it had been sitting. It seemed to not e very secure, and looking at his handiwork I knew my diamond was safe and sound.
I love my new ring, but absolutely miss the original one. I miss it because my heart and mind had been set on that design, and because Fred had given that to me as a sign of our future. It was extremely hard to give up. One thing I’m holding on to is this ring one of the sales girls showed me at the store. It looks similar to what my engagement ring looked like, and I hope to get it one day!
What’s your favorite piece of jewelry?