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Bryce Gruber’s Thoughts of the Day (birthday edition)

Written by Bryce

Diamonds & letters…

[ Silence ] -Charlie Chaplin (who shares my April 15 birthday)

1. Best Birthday Card EVER. I got a card this morning my from 2 year old son for my birthday. It’s the first birthday card I’ve ever gotten that’s made me cry, and probably because it’s the first birthday card I’ve ever gotten from a child that’s my own. It was simply one of the most beautiful and special moments of my life. I plan to frame it and put it somewhere special alongside my passport, Dunkin Donuts bathrobe, and the strand of Ashley’s hair that I keep just in case I ever need to replicate her DNA.

2. New Office! Woohoo! We finally made the big move to our new SoHo office (for those of you non-New Yorkers, SoHo is a trendy lil neighborhood downtown, sandwiched between TriBeCa and the Village). We’re not quite done furnishing yet, but we’re sharing an open loft space with a fashion showroom. You know what that means… lots of time to play dress-up! Ashley already tried on an assortment of $1,000 hand silk screened capes by Suzanne Rae this morning.

3. Oops, I’m Crazy. Last night Ashley and I had the pleasure of previewing the new De Beers website along with a ton of their ultra-gorgeous and nearly-perfect diamonds. It was like a dream- we draped ourselves in diamonds the size of walnuts while they fed us things topped with caviar. At some point the man helping me with jewels suggested that I try on a high-clarity, emerald cut diamond solitaire to the tune of 5.1 carats. Ladies, that’s a serious stone. In New York, 5 carats definitely isn’t unheard of (although it’s also definitely not the norm), but an extremely clear rock of that size is hard to come by. I tried it on. I snapped a picture. I sent it to boyfriend. I’m 94% sure that I seemed crazy to him as he received the picture in the middle of a late biz dinner in London. The craziest part is that I don’t even like emerald cut diamonds, or big solitaires. Now I’m figuring out how I’m going to explain that to him without sounding even crazier.

About the author

Bryce

Bryce Gruber is a Manhattanite mom who can be found jet-setting off to every corner of the globe. She loves exotic places, planes with WiFi, summer clothes, & Sucre brown butter truffles. Bryce's aim is to do to luxury what Elton John did to being gay. Follow her on twitter @brycegruber

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