I caved and bought myself a ring at Wal-Mart. I think the breaking point was when I went to get my hair done, and the stylist just could not understand what I was saying. Yes, I am taking engagement pictures, no I don't have a ring on my finger, yes we have the ring. On and on. The same story told many times over and over. So I realized that buying one for myself might help a little bit.
I didn't want anything that looked remotely like an actual engagement ring so I chose this big, chunky, black thing. I thought That Groom would hate it. He says he kind of likes it. But I think he is just prentending. Plus it turns my finger the ugliest shade of green.
I find this detail, the cheesy little hearts to be slightly endearing. So many elements all meshed together into a big crazy blob of a ring.
It's already made a difference. When I talk about the wedding, people nod their heads in an understanding manner. Much better than the previous blank stares.