Beto took me ring shopping on Saturday. I had done some homework on the web and had decided on what type of ring I wanted, or rather the type of ring I didn't want. I didn't want the traditional solitaire, just not my taste. I've always been more of a band kind of girl. The simplicity appeals to me, it doesn't have to stick a half inch off my finger for it to pack a punch.
We went to the mall, already shock enough, cuz Beto hates to shop. We wanted to take a look at Whitehall and see what kind of deals they had going on in their bankruptcy sale. We hit Samuel's on the way there and got a nice education of diamonds and what we should be looking for, I think Beto enjoyed that more, but none of their rings caught me. We then went to Whitehall, they were in fact having some great sales, but their rings didn't look "right" to me, kinda poorly made, cheap'ish looking. I found one in the style I was after but the diamonds were cloudy and it was just OK. And just OK won't do.
Then we proceeded to Kay's. I felt attacked as soon as we walked in, forced to sit, forced to tell the sales lady why we were here, what are we looking for, when are we getting married. So many personal questions just so I can look at your rings, back off sister. She asked me what kind of ring I was looking for. I was searching through the one case she forced us to sit at and I saw it. I'm looking for something....like that. And pointed to it. She took it out and I put it on. (Cue the music) Less than 30 minutes later, the search was over, we found it. I was scared to admit that it was the one because we had only gone to one mall, 3 stores, tried on 4 other rings! This was supposed to take all day, with multiple mall trips, consuming several grande decaf skinny vanilla lattes. So I had a moment of panic, do we leave and keep looking knowing we can come back? What if it sells? What if we waste all day and not find a better one? I couldn't, didn't want to take it off. I told the lady, I don't want to give it back to you. Besides it fit me perfectly, I could take it home right then and there. I am super picky and indecisive, terrible combination I know, so I'm sure Beto thought we would be there forever. But when you know, you know. It was the one and we were done.
1 comments:
things begin at Kay....
Isn't that their jingle?
Nice story and very pretty ring...
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