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Dolling up.

22 Aug

I’m not a big jewellery-wearer. The only piece of jewellery I wore regularly was my Claddagh ring which Grant got for me on my 23rd birthday. I then got engaged on my 24th birthday and now the piece of jewellery I wear regularly is my engagement ring! I wear jewellery when I’m either going out on the town or there’s a special occasion, but otherwise, I’m very minimal.

So when it came time for me to get jewellery for my wedding, well, I had some time figuring out what to wear.

Originally, I was hoping to wear my mother’s ruby pendant and earring set. It matched the ruby on my Claddagh engagement ring. However, it was yellow gold. I’m not saying you can’t wear yellow gold with a wedding dress, it just doesn’t look as good. I only really changed my mind, however, when my mother suggested I wear another piece of jewellery of hers. This one was a silver necklace.

Unfortunately, it didn’t come with matching earrings.

That meant it was shopping time!

During a chilly April evening, I was out and about in Darling Harbour in the city. There, we passed by a shop called Lovisa. I accounted this shopping trip in a previous post. There I bought a few accessories and we called it a day. I was happy with my purchase, until yesterday, when I finally tried them on.

I know, I should’ve tried them on before, but I was silly and I didn’t. So that day, I did.

The necklace my mother gave to me looked gorgeous on me and sat at a nice height on my neckline. The bracelet I bought fit well as well. The earrings however were not to be desired.

You see, I have a small head and having lost some weight, my face has only managed to get smaller. So when I put on those earrings, it looked overwhelming on my head. I could feel my ear lobes struggling to hold those babies up! Even my mother saw that they weren’t exactly delicate on my head, and she suggested that maybe I should get another pair of earrings.

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The earrings were similar to (but not the same as) these ones!

 I then suggested that I should try on the earrings my father had bought for her.

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My mother’s earrings. Aren’t they gorgeous!? // Personal image.

So I tried these babies on. They.were.gorgeous. I mean – wow. Just stunning. And plus – they didn’t totally overwhelm my head! I wanted to wear them on the day, but I believe my mother wanted to wear them. So I’m thinking of buying myself another pair! And just so I don’t bore you guys with my waffling on, here’s the entire set I’ll be wearing on the day:

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I love that the silver had a hint of gold in it, and I LOVE that it’s my mother’s. It’s my official something borrowed!

As for my hair, I’m going to be using both of these:

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For the ceremony… // Personal image.

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… To the reception. // Personal image.

And I’ll cap this post with a picture of the only piece of jewellery I wear religiously, and the second piece of jewellery which I WILL be wearing religiously after I’m married:

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Pardon the reflection of green in my ring. It’s highly reflective and I was wearing green 😉 // Personal image.

What do you guys think about my choices? Good or bad? 🙂

The Lady of the Ring… Ring Saga Finale!

1 Dec

It’s been so long since I continued from this post, so I’ve decided to do so!

For those who have just joined us:

Part I

Part II

The last I left off (in July, ohmyGod I’m so sorry), we were stuck with rings which we believed looked like horrible, malformed alien heads (at least we believed mine did, GP was worried the Celtic knot on his ring was wrong). But knowing we couldn’t do anything about it, we resigned to our fate. We decided that we’d try to sell the rings if we didn’t like them and reassured ourselves that the rings probably looked bad due to fuzzy mobile phone camera quality and bright glaring flourescent lighting.

Anxious, we waited until our rings were in Sydney, in the hands of a family friend. Upon retrieving our rings, we were worried to say the least. It was night and we were in Meadowbank, just a little ways from our old home of Rhodes. We had retreated back to the car from the winter chill and sat in GP’s faithful ‘Zoey’ (the mechanical love of his life), staring at the package in hand.

Dare we open them and see what they looked like in real life?

We resolved that it would be ok, that we’d find a solution if we didn’t like it, and that no matter what – the rings weren’t the important part of the wedding.

Tentatively, gingerly, we opened up the package. There were two rings boxes – one which held my engagement ring and the other which held our wedding rings. GP wanted to check my engagement ring first and I, anxiously, agreed. I plucked the box up and opened it up. It was dark, but under the streetlight it gleamed. It didn’t look too bad in the darkness. I worried what it would look like in the light. But I had to get a closer look.

Turning on the car light, I finally caught a glimpse of this ring which I would wear almost everyday of my engaged life up until now.

It was beautiful – the ruby in the centre – though not heart-shaped like what we wanted – was absolutely beautiful. It was a deep red, but under different lights, the ruby shone different colours. The diamonds were equally as beautiful, glinting blue whenever light reflected off the surface.

And my wedding ring!

It curved perfectly along the bottom of my engagement ring. On my finger, the rings looked gorgeous. All anxiety, fear and worry melted away as I put that ring on my finger for the first time. And it hit me – I was engaged! I was getting married! To the most awesome man on this planet!!

I didn’t cry (thank God!) but I was definitely teary. I wanted to see GP’s ring, I wanted to get married, and I was so, so very happy that we got these rings.

Now GP’s ring – his ring was perfect. The Celtic knot was exactly as we had wanted it, the Claddagh in the middle was spot on and it was both white and yellow gold as GP has wanted. He was so happy with it, that he wanted to wear it straight away. Unfortunately, we aren’t married yet, so he begrudgingly put the ring back into its case. We tucked the rings away and put them safely back in their packaging.

Crisis averted!

Now at the time we got the rings, they both needed resizing. Mine was too big and GP’s was too small. We haven’t resized GP’s ring (he’s hoping to lose more weight) but mine has been resized to my finger. It fits perfectly and I wear it everyday 🙂 Now for those of you who are curious, here is my ring! ❤