My girlfriend let me try on her diamond ring. She says I'll get over my penchant for a heart-shaped diamond soon, and better get over it before my husband buys me a diamond.
Her ring has a huge emerald-cut diamond at the center. I think she caught me staring at it earlier. And I do mean, huge. I think it might be four or five carats. It's like a J-Lo Ben Affleck ring. What is wrong with me that I know about the J-Lo ring?
That's really just an entirely different animal than those rings I've been admiring at Costco.
I couldn't put it on all the way--her fingers are slimmer than mine. I wish I could kick off the rest of this post-pregnancy weight.
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