In January of 2011 my sister, Nicole, got engaged and I had the pleasure of helping her soon-to-be fiancé, Kurt, pick out the ring. Originally, he was going to do the ring shopping by himself. Beforehand, we went over what she liked and discussed where he should look. He went to the local mall to start looking around. When he came back, the poor guy was so overwhelmed. The sales people were pushy and Kurt worried he wouldn’t pick the right ring. He asked some friends if they had any jewelry connections, and Nicole's best friend,Annie, connected him with the father of a friend of hers who owned a jewelry business. So Kurt made an appointment and asked me to come along and help pick out the ring. With the three of us living together, and Nicole working from home, Kurt and I had to be a little sneaky about getting out of the house. Kurt said he was going out to write at Starbucks and I claimed I had a shift at work. We met up at a parking lot not far from our house and drove down to L.A.’s Jewelry District where the friend’s father had his office.
The jeweler brought out the first couple of sets of rings and we looked them over—nothing really jumping out at us. He then brought out a couple of more sets and Kurt & I both zeroed in on the perfect ring for Nicole. We both instantly knew it was the one. It was a silver band with small, inset diamonds that would hold a square cut diamond in the center and a medium diamond on either side. The jeweler then gave us a very entertaining lesson about the quality of diamonds. We compared several different ones, looking at the size, cut and clarity, and we finally picked out the perfect diamond for the ring we had chosen. Needless to say, I enjoyed myself immensely. How could I not enjoy an afternoon at looking at rings and diamonds?! I was so honored to help my brother-in-law pick out my sister's ring. It was a very memorable day.
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