Weddingbee Blog

A little while ago we took my size 4 ring in to be sized down to a size 3.5… yeah I’ve got some teeny-tiny fingers. The day we were to pick up my ring, I got struck with the flu and spent the rest of the week in bed or in quarantine. Sigh… we had to wait an extra week be reunited. I felt strange without my ring, but Mr Pretzel and I agreed that it was sliding around my finger way too much for either of us to feel comfortable. When I finally got it back, I realized that I hadn’t really elaborated much on my ring.

Let’s rewind back to last March. Mr Pretzel and I had just started talking marriage and engagement. I hadn’t even started to think about rings. Then, we were watching Sweet Home Alabama and I had my first engagement ring thought/comment.

You know the scene: Reese and Patrick are in a dark room, the lights flip on, the blue boxes are stacked high, and the diamonds come out.


Me: “Don’t you worry, I won’t be demanding a giant flashy Tiffany Ring.”

Mr Pretzel: “That’s good, ’cause if you did, you might be waiting a while for it. *grin*”

Don’t get me wrong, I had never actually looked at Tiffany Rings… I just had a caricature in my head of the type of girl who demands a large fancy diamond in a blue box. A caricature that I knew “wasn’t me”. We had a giggle and enjoyed the rest of the movie. Oh that comment, and how it would be my downfall.

Now, not only had I not looked at Tiffany rings, I hadn’t looked at any engagement rings. I thought it would be funny to email Mr Pretzel the most jewel encrusted, over the top, expensive ring, and pretend that it was “the one”. I remembered the quote from the movie, and my fingers quickly typed www.tiffany.com, with full expectations of over the top and flashy. In my mind I could see the look on Mr Pretzel’s face when I showed him a ring all blinged out and huge!

So NOT me!

As the page loaded, I lost my words.

*cue music and lights… behold the perfect ring*

When I finally found words, all I could muster was “Damn it!”

There it was, the Tiffany® Setting… so freaking simple and perfect. The lines were clean and simple and the diamond was beautiful and sophisticated, everything I didn’t even know I wanted in a ring.

ohhh… pretty

I did a little research about Tiffany and the Tiffany® Settin. This baby has history!

In 1886 Tiffany introduced the engagement ring as we know it today—the Tiffany® Setting—an innovation that lifts the diamond above the band with six platinum prongs, allowing a more complete return of light from the stone and maximizing its brilliance. -Tiffany & Cmpany history

The price was surprisingly reasonable and the quality high. Hmm… maybe I judged good ol’ Tiffany and Co. too harshly. I set aside plans to kid Mr Pretzel with an ostentatious ring in favor of seeing this one in person. *Sigh* In person, it was just as beautiful. The saleswoman was awesome and educated me on all things diamond. I was smitten with the ring. Smitten and a little sheepish; how ironic that I had fallen for a Tiffany Ring.

Armed with a Tiffany book on engagement rings, I met Mr Pretzel for dinner. He wanted to know how my shopping had gone and if I had seen anything I liked. I bit my lower lip and nodded my head silently not making eye contact. He asked if I was going to tell him about it. I nodded my head no. He gave me a funny look and I burst out, “I found the ring I love and now I am a hypocrite.” He gave me a blank stare, so I tossed the blue book onto the table. We both looked at the book, and together we burst out laughing.

That night I read him passages out of the book and we had a good chuckle. Our favorite quote accompanies this photo:

“Notice how the prongs hug the girdle without violating the table”

Honest to God, it really says that. I went to sleep dreaming of hugged girdles and un-violated tables.

What has been ironic in your wedding planning? How did you fall in love with your ring?

All Photos: Tiffany & Co