SEX AND RELATIONSHIPS

If These Rings Could Talk…

Written by Steph

It’s been said that diamonds are a girl’s best friend, but what if your gemstone is a constant reminder of the day you came home to find your husband, penis harder than a 10 on Mohs Scale of Mineral Hardness, plowing your other best friend (the one you thought was a crowned jewel, but turned out to be faker than a QVC Cubic Zirconia)?

By the same token, somewhere out there, there’s two crazy kids, just livin’ on a prayer, hoping one day they can afford the perfect bauble to flaunt in front of all of their single friends. Alls they want is to blind someone with your used and abused 2.7 carat ring, while the ominous voice of Barry Manilow croons “Looks Like We Made It” from far off in the distance. Is that so much to ask?

I Do Now I Don’t introduces the heartbroken to the have-nots. Owners of misguided rings (and other diamond jewelry) across America bare their bling on the popular site, where shoppers with tight budgets and big hearts purchase the damaged goods for well below retail price. Times are tough, and this website (as well as other secondhand ventures) are flourishing because of it. Which means a broader inventory of authentic diamond jewelry, analyzed by a GIA-trained gemologist.

2.54 Hearts & Arrows Cut

2.54 Hearts & Arrows Cut

Not planning on becoming a “we” anytime soon? Neither am I, but there’s still a worthwhile reason to surf around this site. The rings may not talk, but the owners do! Each auctioneer has the option of including a story to accompany photographs of gorgeous diamonds. That includes Founder Joshua Opperman’s story (I Do Now I Don’t was co-founded by Joshua’s sister, Mara).

“I’d been engaged for three months. After a tough day at work, I came home to find that my fiancée and all her belongings were gone. Well, almost everything was gone. That beautiful diamond engagement ring was sitting on the coffee table looking up at me as if to say “so, what’s next?”

I was devastated: The love of my life (or so I thought) was gone forever, and I was just crushed. How would I even start to recover?”

I don’t know, but using your rejected ring to jump-start a profitable web business seems like a good way to start recovering (don’t worry, he’s now married AND rollin’ in dough– bet someone’s sorry now!)

 

About the author

Steph

a born-and-bred Brooklyn brunette prone to excessive alliteration. Follow her on Twitter @omgstephlol. Read more here.

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