Friends, The Man and I went to Provincetown in Massachusetts this weekend, a few days after our nine-year anniversary. The Man, who sometimes loves traditional things, (let’s shout it from the rooftops that trans people can love traditional things!) had been pining for me to wear an engagement/wedding ring. But only recently did he tell me about his me-wearing-an-engagement-ring longing. And because I’d never seen it as something I needed to do, I didn’t realize my wearing a ring would help affirm his identity.
Now, I like to wear jewelry! So, when he asked, I responded with enthusiasm. Because yes, I can be an AFAB nonbinary person who wears a femme engagement ring!
So, there we were, having decided—nine years into marriage—to buy me a ring. But the whole “measure your finger” thing feels frustrating, and we’re not really into shopping in shops right now. Anyway, the sudden decision to go to Provincetown and stand on the little strip of beach where we first tied the knot distracted us from the ring thing.
Only once we were heading towards that patch of sand did we realize there was a vintage jewelry store right next to it. Scott Dinsmore Antiques, it’s called. “Shall we go in?” asks The Man.
“Absolutely!” I reply.
Turns out, Scott Dinsmore is absolutely delightful. I slide my first choice of ring onto my finger. And it fits bloody perfectly!
“Well,” responds Scott Dinsmore, “if that one fits, then most will, because I tend to order them in the same size.”
Then I see the most gorgeous ring of the whole darn lot—in my opinion, of course, because everyone’s engagement ring hopefully feels like most gorgeous ring of the whole darn lot—and when I slip it on, not only does it fit perfectly but it’s also quite clearly MY RING.
And then, after we’ve agreed to pay, Scott Dinsmore says he’s going to give us $100 off the full price, simply because he’s feeling it. Wow! Thank you very much, Scott Dinsmore! We will be back.
Funny where the universe will bring you if you let it. May it lead you to fabulous things today, my friends!
Romancey Pants 