Interesting thread overall. The pushback is ridiculous. I’m not shallow for wanting a token of engagement that’s worth something. I despise solitaire diamonds and the notion that anyone should spend two months salary on a ring—but—there better be some thought behind that ring. Newsflash: contemplating effect with a quality piece will (should) cost you some dinero.
It won’t turn my finger green, it was designed by my husband with the jeweler, and it completely fits my personality and style
— Mikki Kendall (@Karnythia) December 27, 2016
If I’m with someone that spends $600 on a leather jacket but thinks it’s cool to propose with a low-cost ring from Kmart, we’re not going to be together long. It’s cool to buy me that Kmart ring. If I see it and say I like that. Sure, buy it, for my birthday or something. If you’re asking me to enter into a financial, and habitational contract that binds me to you, you better spend some time and money. It’s the thought that counts: the actual thought you put into purchasing a ring. That’s why Ms. Kendall’s tweet resonates with me. My spouse went to the jeweler and explained to him that I was fervently Polish, and announced (often) that I was a Queen.
The jeweler designed white gold red ruby and diamond cluster setting based on the crown-jewels of Poland. It was the trickiest shit I ever got, and I wished I had thought of it! My shit phone does it no justice, but I love that ring, as much as I love the man that gave it to me.