A few weeks ago, Mashable put out an article on how to customize real life treats via the Internet. Among them: mix your own chocolate bar, smoke your own jerky, create your own pet-food, shoes, handbags, shirts. And the one that stuck out the most to me (other than the jerky): customize your own jewelry.
Say what?
Every girl likes diamonds right?
And boys (in many cases) are the ideal deliverers.
Thanks, pop culture. It’s because of you that I have this grossly generalized fantasy in my head:
Girl meets Boy.
Boy is smitten.
First date.
First kiss.
Move in.
“Dear Boyfriend,
When you propose, it will preferably be on a cruise to Costa Rica.
Think that’s too cliché? I’ll ask again when our mouths are full of lobster, and we’re riding a horse named Steve through the rainforest.
But most importantly, I would like you to present me with a 10 carat, princess-cut diamond in a platinum setting . . . or was it a marquise in white gold with two emeralds on the side. Or maybe I . . .
On second thought. Don’t propose until I consult my jeweler to find out what the heck it is I want.
Love, your adoring, baby darling, shmoopie.” Continued »













































