I am wondering if anyone else feels this way. When I was 18 and my brother was 24, he was a well known graphic artist. He got engaged to a beautiful 6 foot tall blonde model from New York. She refused to wear a diamond engagement ring. She said it was how grown men peed on trees and marked territory. In my estimation, according to Jeanne's philosophy, Khloe Kardashian had been peed on by a Bull Mastiff.

This really stuck with me for life.

Now that I am older, I do not (regardless of the guy's income) like diamond rings. I do not like the idea that some people correlate how much your husband or boyfriend loves you based on the size of a lump of super compressed coal on your finger. Whether or not your husband or boyfriend can afford the billion dollar ring, it bugs me. My ex husband could afford the big ring. I did not want one but in our culture it is expected as the future mother in law often thrusts in it everybody's faces who will look. I have my ex wedding date tattooed on my wedding ring finger as that was about as permanent as I could see as a commitment.

I don't care if my sig. other can afford the huge ring, I don't want it.

I also dated a martial artist who said, "Don't wear things worth more than your life. P.S. NOTHING is worth more than your life" so I can't see wearing a million dollar ring even if the guy can afford it.

Guys seem to understand this concept better than women for some reason. I wondered if anyone else had this point of view?

not getting a good visual here

I could care less and actually prefer such stones as pearls, turqoise and jade

I see the view point,

But, I got a different reason for not liking rings.

When I was 16, My neighbor who was two years older than me just got engaged. That ring got caught in a harvester combine, snapped his finger off and it got bailed into a brick of hay. He got divorced not long after. I swore off rings right then.

I swear it's true.

cor-rect

no jewelry on the combine

I have heard of similar and completely believe u

what a sad horrible thing tho - my goes out to your friend

Don't be sad...That chick was a total b!tch. If losing his finger was the worst of it...he got lucky. Cause he married a very nice lady and after close to 20 years, they got a sweet special needs girl. He is still a good friend, neighbor and a local fireman.

He still acts like he is picking his nose with that nubbed off finger. It's a guy thing.

no I wasn't worried about the girl

my heart goes out to him because of the finger

I'm not that sappy

My older sister had a really beautiful ring that her boyfriend who was a friend of mine bought her. After they broke up she threw it in the Mississippi River. When my ex divorced me she said she had the ring melted down. She let me know later that white gold doesn't bring the amount of money that yellow gold does when it is melted down. Metal detectors can be fun. I remember watching this movie one time where this guy was using metal detector on the beach and he found an old metal detector under the sand.

I donno Sweetest....you can get pretty sappy.

:)

ya think? I guess at times - prolly true

I cry at nancy drew movies

The only diamond I wear now is a solitary diamond pendant that belonged to my mom.. and I gave my diamond earrings to my granddaughter..

It's just jewelry. I have never really thought about it.

I make no secret of my religion though I am actually mixed but I really despised being dragged around by my hand and having my ring thrust in people's faces. I pawned it like two seconds after I filed for divorce. I do not really believe in rings. I saw the movie, "Committed" with Heather Graham late into my marriage and tattooed my wedding date on that finger. I also do not like men who do physical labor EVER wearing rings because I know too many guys who have gotten fingers chopped, cut, etc. I do not feel a ring is going to stop anyone from cheating on you, stealing from you, trashing your credit, etc. anymore than a wedding certificate. I feel it's what's between the two people in the relationship. People ask about my butterfly tattoo. It was an afterthought. Butterflies are considered a symbol of freedom from oppression of all kinds and some holocaust survivors are into them. But it's just freedom from any kind of oppression that is why it's a butterfly and not a unicorn or a rose or something.

For all those ladies that don't want their diamond rings,I will be very happy to take them for you.

I don't wear diamonds and my ex knew that. I specifically asked for an opal in platinum...I got a huge diamond in white gold. He would take my hand and show people so in my case, the status was for him, not me.
I sold it when I got divorced and won't ever wear another one.

really

Well the marriage lasted 16 months so yeah, you could say that.

I see the rings as symbols that you give to each other. A diamond is not necessary. But the exchange of rings can be very beautiful.

If I have to pick up his clothes off the floor, wash his smelly socks and dirty underware, Wipe his nose and make him soup when he has a sniffle, lug around his camera, and wallet in my purse cause he doesn't want to carry it. Have his babies ,listen to him Bi--tch about his job ,keep the house clean .iron his clothes ,remind him its his Mother's Bd, humour him when he really thinks he knows the directions,watch his stupid football games with him ETC. ETC. Etc.
I WANT THE RING .Darn it

Well whatever makes you happy is the best way to go tea.

I did not do the diamond thing with the ex. As part of the ceremony, I got a thin gold band. Which he sold the first time he was out of work.

Rick, on the other hand, dug through my jewlery box one day, ( He spent over half an hour looking ) found 3 rings he liked and yelled from upstairs, "Hey, this silver ring with the blue stone, did you buy it?" "Ohhhh, Robiiin, the one with the purple square stone, did you buy it?" Yes again. ( Thinking about that day still brings a smile) After the forth question he called me upstairs and held my hand, got down on his knee and told me that he did not ever want to live without me and that he would be delighted if I would marry him and be his wife. He then sliped this 25 dollar ring on my finger, without waiting for me to say yes. ( which I did, say yes that is.) Then he proceded to tell me that I could never, ever take it off. I said, except for when I made pie dough. That was ok by him. Only then.

You know what, I kind of liked the thought that he was marking his territory. I kind of liked that he wanted to shout to the world that he choose me. I really liked that I was hands off to other men and taken. Never felt that way before. So, yes, I would wear a diamond (real or fake) or any other ring someone wants to give me as a symbol of our commitment.

I do agree that having a ring won't guarentee fidelity.