The day after Thanksgiving 2006, my family and I stumbled upon a Zinfandel tasting at one of our favorite local restaurants.
After some (bottles of) wine, I dragged my dad to the jewelry store next-door* and begged him to buy me diamond earrings.
A month later, on Christmas, I opened these:
These earrings are better than the ones I picked out in the jewelry store, though. The diamonds belonged to my great-grandma Adele and my parents had them reset (in a martini setting) for me.
Whenever I’m feeling sort of “Ugh, I have NO jewelry to wear!” I slap myself back into shape and remember, when in doubt, just wear diamonds. I wear these diamonds a lot.
*About six months later, in a similar situation (this time fueled by Bloody Marys), I’d drag my new boyfriend Chris into this same jewelry store and try on engagement rings. Four months later, I’d be engaged. That jewelry store is good luck.
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Those are beautiful earrings! And I love the story behind the jewelry shop. 🙂
The only real diamonds I own are in my wedding set, but the plus side of having a husband in Iraq means he gets high-quality jewelry on the CHEEEEEAP. I see a pair of diamond earrings in my future!
Beautiful earrings! And so nice to carry a piece of family beauty with you whenever you wear them.
I have a pair of diamond earrings from my husband. I wear them in my second hole so they are there every day 🙂
What a great story, so sweet!
And you are so right, that store is good luck!!
Where is this store? Because I’m going there! 😉
Gorgeous earrings!
Beautiful earrings! I think I need to get my own pair one day. Love the story about the jewelry store!
I know that store. ; )
Where is this store? I need to take Rob there 🙂