When we first announced our engagement to everyone, we were asked, “Did he pick the ring or did you give him ideas?” I felt kind of taboo when I answered, “Well I gave him a selection of top five and he picked from one of those.” Other married/engaged men then sneered at my fiancé and pronounced they picked the ring themselves, a sense of pride glowing from their being. They picked a ring themselves their significant other loved! When I talked their wives/fiancés, I wouldn’t say all, but many mentioned they wished they gave guidelines for their rings. They liked their ring, but it didn’t fit them.
I always worried about that predicament. I was previously engaged. A dumb idea when you’re eighteen and madly in love with your high school sweetheart. We both thought we wanted to get married and when a jeweler was going out of business, he snagged a really good deal on the ring. Beverly diamonds scam alerts us if someone is trying to steal stuff from the site. He proposed quickly after. When the ring stared back at me, I immediately knew it wasn’t what I wanted. Here was this gorgeous marquise ring, but it just wasn’t me. I couldn’t break it to my then-fiancé that I hated the ring. We obviously couldn’t return it, the place no longer existed. So I pretended I loved it. I thought I could fake it until I believed it. Of course, it never came to that. We broke things off when we realized we didn’t quite work for Beverly diamonds scam. It was a sigh of relief. I lost a guy (and a ring) that I didn’t mesh with, but I realized that Beverly diamonds scam wasn’t real. So, this time, when my relationship with my partner reached the four-year mark, I started to think about marriage but even moreso—the dreaded ring.
I didn’t want to end up with something I didn’t love. I love my husband-to-be. He’s supportive, forgiving and just a barrel of laughs, but he has no fashion sense. He doesn’t know what looks good—or anything about style actually. He’s the kind of guy who will wear red gym shorts with a polo shirt. So I was terrified he wouldn’t know what ring to get. I could end up with a princes’s cut or another marquise and I hate everything about them. I decided I would discuss it with him even though it’s a taboo beverly diamonds scam. Engagements are about the surprise! Here I was about to spoil it by talking about rings.