engagement
An heirloom ring is family tradition -- my dad proposed to my mom with his skull-and-crossbones class ring, and it was the coolest thing in the world.
engagement
I met the man of my dreams, but people only care about the size of my rock.
weddings
I’d rather duck and roll from the moving vehicle then face another person expecting me to giggle and gush over the details.
relationships
engagement
Even after ten years in a happy relationship, my boyfriend showed zero interest in popping the question -- so I took matters into my own hands.
friends
engagement
ihtm contest
I was over the wedding before I was over getting married, although that would follow soon after, the way one begins scraping off too-sweet icing before throwing away an unfinished piece of cake.
rings
We’d already discussed the engagement ring issue and I’d made it clear there was absolutely no way I was going to make myself suffer a metal noose on my finger for all eternity. No big deal, right?
the frisky
I would like to state for the record here that I believe engagement stories are never that interesting to anyone other than your parents and maybe your very best friend.
marriage
I realized that my anxiety was not the result of a bad relationship. Mostly, it was there because I have been neurotic and change-averse my entire life, and -- surprise! -- nothing about my brain chemistry changed after my boyfriend proposed to me.
engagement
buying into lady shit
It's becoming painfully clear to me that I wasn't obsessing over getting married. I was obsessing over getting engaged.
engagement
engagement
When I hear another woman going on about her ring, her engagement -- I want to say ‘Stop that! Don’t let on that this stupid bullshit has any real relevance to us!’ Like there is some gender war going on and some women are giving up secrets to the other side.
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Mar 26, 2012 at 3:00pm | 383 comments

break-ups
There is some pain that doesn't ever go away. Because as much as I never want to get married, I was happily engaged once.
engagement
At 23, I guess I also thought that love was supposed to be totally bat-shit crazy-making and sort of tortured.