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"   a Harry Winston ring from our upcoming fine jewels story I&amp;#039;ve never been one of those girls who grew up fantasizing about her wedding. The whole ring/cake/dress thing just seems trivial in comparison to the vast importance of the commitment being made. Maybe it&amp;#039;s because my own parents went through a divorce, but I&amp;#039;ve always looked at marriage as something to approach with great caution and care. Its like: if you&amp;#039;re going to take that leap, you better make sure it&amp;#039;s with the right person. In other words, the dude that I eventually tie the knot with will have to be pretty freaking spectacular.  Well, I believed all that idealistic crap before I started working on this fine jewelry story, anyway. If there was ever a thing to turn a skeptic into a believer, it&amp;#039;s this antique Doyle &amp;amp;amp; Doyle engagement ring that I stumbled upon in the midst of all my jewelry research. This baby is blindingly beautiful. Literally.  For that thing, I would marry my hairy superintendent with questionable body odor. Or maybe even the dandruff-inflicted, snarling guy behind the counter at my corner deli.  Anyone? Just try me! My standards are suddenly shockingly low!*** ***Disclaimer: I hope everyone is aware that, as is the case with a majority of things written on this blog, that was a joke.*** ***Disclaimer #2: Unless you actually have that ring. Then we can talk.*** "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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