From the male perspective, I had gotten quite a ways through the pre-flight checklist; I had met a girl (check), we hit it off (check), in fact she was perfect (check), I had gone through the male-is-quiet- about-the-future- while-he-reflects- on-asking-the-question phase (check), and decided that she is indeed "the one" (check), I have the ring chosen and purchased (NOT CHECKED).
Perhaps for a woman, well-versed in shopping for jewelry, this would not
present a problem. However, I am male, and therefore lack the genes for
shopping and in fact have a specific gene for sole purpose of the
detection and avoidance of stores selling cosmetics, women's clothing,
and jewelry. Hmmmm. The plan I fastened on was a cunning one, so cunning
I thought, that it just might work.
I went slowly, the first weekend
I drove to the largest, most impersonal jewelry store I could
find, slipped in with a knot of other shoppers, and scoped the place out,
hoping that I would not be spotted and targeted by a salesperson before I
could finish my reconnaisance. A lone male, standing near the bridal
sets, trying to appear cool, must look on the radar of an experienced
jewelry salesperson much like a young rabbit with a broken leg would
look to a hungry wolf, lunch.
Luckily I escaped, unscathed and mostly unnoticed. I was encouraged by
this first step- I felt that surely the ordeal was nearly over- I had
won! Sadly, this initial feeling faded quickly as soon as I realized
that I really had no better idea of what ring I was going to buy, than I
had to start out with. Should I go extravagant? Take out a loan or buy on
credit, the largest, most glittery piece of aged carbon crystal I could
carry out of the store?
How about artistic? I could design the perfect
ring setting, find a master craftsperson and present this piece to my
bride to be amid cheers and rave reviews from art critics everywhere. Or
a middle of the road approach, seek out the odd jewelry stores that
hovered on the edge of being art studios and purchase a unique,
beautiful, and very expensive ring.
I considered all of these options and
more while I knocked around from jewelry store to jewelry store over the
next few weekends. I steadily eliminated each option. Buying on credit
would certainly not send the right message to my bride to be. Being
creative would be a gamble- it was possible that my own design could end
up costing a bundle and potentially not being exactly what she wanted
anyway. Finally, buying a one-of-a-kind piece seemed like a good option-
except for one minor fact; I really didn't have much of an idea of what
she actually liked as far as a wedding ring went- it wasn't a common
topic of conversation. What to do then?
To find out what I did about choosing a ring, proceed to read the