gnatweds

One Ring to rule them all, One ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them. - Tolkien

I tell you. That all hullabaloo about that Tolkien Ring pales in comparision what we went through to get those bands of gold to bind us.... actually since sunset ceremony... also in darkness hor? Okay lah, more accurate to say bind us in duskness...

But, I digress:

A) Sunday + rain = extremely jammed Orchard Road.
B) Two months to D day = rather urgent need to get wedding bands, since the ones we want have to be ordered from a continent or two away... according to the Krisflyer website, 6173 miles away, and hence need five weeks to get here.

BUT A+B .... not a good omen for shopping.

Of course, like all good Singaporeans, a little rain wasn't going to stop us!!
Ahem, of course the 10,000 other people travelling to Orchard Road exactly at the same time thought exactly the same thing lah.

Anyway, battling the weekend crowds, we made it into Georg Jensen at Takashimaya. And if you know what Taka is like on a weekend, you will realise this was actually quite a feat in itself.

BUT that's when another typically Singaporean instinct took over. We simply had to give the other contenders one final look, just to convince ourselves yet one more time that hey, we were making the right choice (despite having debated this, oh five time over in the last eight months or so, and agreed on this particular design each time.)

So we took some time, exploring two other boutiques and almost got swayed by something else. It was however waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too expensive (in fact, the number of a's I just typed is probably a good indication of the beats of eugene's heart when he saw the price tag - heheheh - too many in too short a space. Let's just say, ahem, we went into a Cartier boutique)

In the end, we decided "no" and it was back to Georg Jensen, where he very confidently said "yes, we want this.'' The lady gave us some size rings - these are gold bands that you slip onto your finger to check out the correct circumference for the ring - and I was stupid enough to mention: "hey... you actually look quite good in yellow gold''.

Big Mistake.

For the next 40 minutes or more, we were at the shop as Gene tried and retried and tried and retried the rings. He was convinced - at first - that the yellow gold was too "tao kay" (chinese big boss), and he'd have to grow a pinkie fingernail three inches long.
But he did concede that the yellow gold looked much better than the white gold on his skin.
But wait, the yellow gold ring did not go with his watch - gasp, it would not go with any of his watches which are all in shades of silver and black!
Oh, but yellow gold is making a comeback.
But, its *yellow*
It's nice though.
But it can't be a thick yellow gold ring. Its too much.
But is the thin one too feminine...

See what I mean?

He *even* calls his parents in desperation (yes, nat is rolling eyes bigtime here)
Who didn't help because they suggested getting a combination white and yellow gold ring.

Sigh.

Anyways, we finally decide. And as we were paying up... he goes: "you sure right?"

Gaaaaaaaahhhhhhh. Could have brained the chap right then and there.