First I think my boyfriend is a dolt because he was checking out rings
at Costco rather than, say, Tiffany. So I check with my girlfriends
and I get overruled. My friend Sally summed it up: Diamonds are a
commodity and who cares where they come from.
Then the lovable dolt says he is looking into rubies instead. But
they're aren't as romantic and they cloud over time (although they are
more expensive I'm told). OK I'm starting to sound unmanageable, I know.
But I nix the ruby idea.
Now he says that he spent hours and hours at a quality, reputable
jewelry store in a quaint downtown location and he came to the
conclusion that spending $15,000 on a piece of jewelry that won't hold
its value is just really really stupid.
I guess I should have encouraged the Costco thing.
But diamonds aren't an investment, they're a token of love and a
promise of commitment, so who cares whether they hold their value? I'm
not going to sell it. But he thinks the money should be put into, say,
bathroom remodeling, central air or a safe CD.
Men really are from Mars.
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