I'll confess:
Now that I'm in the market for a wedding ring I find myself leaning towards sparklier items. Because I think it does actually bother me that I didn't get an engagement ring. I thought I was more feminist or less materialistic than that, but it turns out that I like sparkly things. And I don't actually know any people who didn't get and engagement ring. And I keep thinking back to the one time we went ring shopping and I had that marquise cut on my finger and it made me giddy for no good reason. It was still way too much cash to spend and I'm glad that I don't have that but I do find myself mourning the idea of the engagement ring.
So I'm trying to make up for it in a wedding ring. Nothing crazy expensive, I promise. But still sparkly. I wouldn't mind vintage. H had considerably more modern tastes.
What can I say? The traditional Taurus-type in me wants to fit in and my Leo-rising wants to be a little eye-catching.
So, yeah - I'm a big, fat liar face.
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