Friend: “Does it really have to be Brilliant Earth? What if he gets it custom made but then puts it in that box?”
Me: “Hmm… I guess that’s ok too as long as everything in the custom making process was ethical. That there’s no blood diamonds on my finger while I wear it. I don’t want to carry that karma.”
Friend: “So it’s not really about Brilliant Earth, just what it represents.”
Me: “Yes. But their box is nice too, it’s like a wooden one? Anything but typical Tiffany’s (rolling eyes)”
Friend: (laughing) “Why do you hate Tiffany’s?! So many girls would be ecstatic to see that box!”
Me: “Because it’s just too mainstream. It’s so basic. Fuck. It’s lazy. It feels lazy. Oh great (eyerolls) you got me fucking Tiffany’s. That would’ve impressed me in middle school. You know what I mean?!”
Friend: (rolling around laughing) “Stop lying! We all know why you HATE TIFFANY’S AND IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT COMPANY!!!”
Me: “What?! Because someone gave someone else Tiffany’s?! No. I’m not triggered by that. Honestly when that happened it reminded me of middle and high school. EVERYBODY’S BOYFRIEND GAVE THEM TIFFANY’S ALREADY! It does just solidify that Tiffany’s is really, really basic and for middle schoolers…!” (LOL)
Friend: “Girl, your school was not a normal school. Most people would DIE for a Tiffany’s ring. We thought you would love Tiffany’s cos you love Audrey Hepburn. You love Breakfast at Tiffany’s!”
Me: “Just because I like a movie doesn’t mean I want the ring from that company!”
Friend: “Okay, okay… no Tiffany’s. Ever. Brilliant Earth.”
Me: “Yes. Thank you. If he asks you, that’s what I want.”
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Rose Gold this time. Not Platinum. I don’t know why, I associated Platinum, back then… with… some kind of prestige… but I don’t have that in me anymore. I really, really don’t…
Just picked what I want on the website. Well, that total… That’s enough. You don’t need to spend a fortune on the ring. You don’t need that whatever “The guy should spend a third of his annual salary on the ring” or whatever stupid rule. I don’t fucking want that.
I’d rather a simple ring, that blends in.
I can wear it when I go grocery shopping and not fear for my finger to be chopped off.
If I ever “need” to step out at a fancy event — those accessories can be rented. I don’t need to keep any of those things.
Having a lot of money, having that freedom with money — it’s fleeting. It’s very important during medical emergencies. That’s a relief. But other frivolous things in life? It’s not so necessary.
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Friend: “How would you even know if he has money or if he’s good with money?”
Me: “I don’t fucking know… (chuckles)… but I do trust his older brother. We all know he works in finance… he works for an ethical company. I think he would keep my Soul Mate in check. I think he would know how to reel him in. Whatever, random, toys like cars or motorbikes that he likes to buy — at some point, older brother would say, ‘Hey. Stop that. You’re gonna go over budget. Nup. You can’t buy that. Not this year.’ — Or more like, ‘You’re not Taylor Swift! You’re not a fucking Billionaire. You’re going to go into debt for the rest of your life if you buy that yacht. Stop it.’ — Yeah. I trust that.”
Friend: “You trust he’ll listen to older brother?”
Me: “Yeah. I do trust that… When it comes to money, when it comes to finances. I trust that he will stay in line, based on older brother’s suggestions and guidance. If older brother tells him, get a prenup. Then we’ll get the prenup. I’ll happily sign.”
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For Richer or Poorer…
I have many Plan B’s for poorer… LOL…
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