"I see a big diamond on someone's finger and I say (high-pitched, fake-happy) "Wow!" but I'm actually thinking BLARGURGH or FLUGHVOMIT or some other sound that means I want to choke on my own soul." That's our own Jill Soloway, in her essay "Diamonds", from her book "Tiny Ladies in Shiny Pants". That essay made me wonder if I should trade my rock in for something more useful, like a pre-owned vehicle. This video makes me wonder if that'd even be an option. Diamonds ain't nobody's best friend but DeBeers'.  

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