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Brilliant_Rock
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It's time to tell the story of what happened to my flower-that-sometimes-looks-like-a-snowflake ring.
Our tale begins on a sunny Sunday afternoon in January when a friend and I took a stroll around a nearby lake and afterwards, when we got back in town, sat to eat in restaurant.
It was all my fault, really. I was careless and distracted. Usually I'm very mindful when wearing this ring, I always turn it facing my palm when I'm taking clothes with sleeves off (or putting them on). It's a delicate design, after all, and when you insist on pointy petals, you have to live with the risk of snagging on fabrics.
But this time I was distracted. I was focused on the conversation, getting in my chair, taking my jacket off, didn't rotate the ring... the elastic sleeve (it's a ski jacket) caught on the ring, I didn't notice in time, I pulled my arm out of the sleeve, yanked on the ring sharply... and the petal folded.
It didn't look terrible. It was just... round. Which to me was terrible.
But it wasn't that bad, really.
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Anyway, that very same evening I popped to a jeweller that's a ten minute walk from home that I've used before to ask if the metal could be bent back into its original shape. He looked at it and said there's very little space between the prong and the tip of the petal. A possible option would be to remove the stone, move the prong in order to make room, straighten the tip and then put everything back together. I decided to think on it.
Maybe it would've been best if I was just able to live with it. If it didn't matter that much, if I could just continue happily wearing it. But I couldn't. It was like a shard of glass in my eye, completely unreasonable, I know, but even now, just looking at the picture, I'm... ugh.
Anyway, about two weeks later I returned. My biggest mistake, really, but how was I to know what would happen? I handed the ring and said I was there recently, and I want to discuss a possible repair. Mostly, is the jeweller convinced and confident this repair can be carried out successfully. Because if there was a risk of further deformity, I did not want to proceed, I'd prefer not to take that risk and rather just keep it as is.
He took it behind the counter and it seemed he was examining it under magnification. It's a tall counter, you can't really see behind it. We were talking and discussing some ideas I had for other jewellery, you know how these conversations go. And then, before I could steer the topic back to the repair and discuss the risks related to removing a stone and manipulating a prong, I suddenly hear a drill. He had started working on the ring without a plan put in place, without discussion, without me placing the order.
During the first few seconds I didn't even realise what was going on. Then I asked, have you started working on the ring? And then it was a mixture of bewilderment, not wanting to cause a scene, and thinking, well, maybe upon second examination he decided he can do it without removing the stone. But then he kept drilling, and I asked what he was doing, and he said he was working on shaping the milgrain, and then handed it to me and... oh dear god.
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I only took two pictures of the ring in that state. They're not the best, but I couldn't bring myself to photograph it any further. It was mangled. Chewed up. The entire petal was deformed and smashed, as if he'd squeezed it with pliers. The tip of the petal was just.. roughly shaved off, the metal was ragged to the touch. Milgrain removed. Just... a massacre. I'm getting pissed all over again just remembering the details.
Our tale begins on a sunny Sunday afternoon in January when a friend and I took a stroll around a nearby lake and afterwards, when we got back in town, sat to eat in restaurant.
It was all my fault, really. I was careless and distracted. Usually I'm very mindful when wearing this ring, I always turn it facing my palm when I'm taking clothes with sleeves off (or putting them on). It's a delicate design, after all, and when you insist on pointy petals, you have to live with the risk of snagging on fabrics.
But this time I was distracted. I was focused on the conversation, getting in my chair, taking my jacket off, didn't rotate the ring... the elastic sleeve (it's a ski jacket) caught on the ring, I didn't notice in time, I pulled my arm out of the sleeve, yanked on the ring sharply... and the petal folded.
It didn't look terrible. It was just... round. Which to me was terrible.

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Anyway, that very same evening I popped to a jeweller that's a ten minute walk from home that I've used before to ask if the metal could be bent back into its original shape. He looked at it and said there's very little space between the prong and the tip of the petal. A possible option would be to remove the stone, move the prong in order to make room, straighten the tip and then put everything back together. I decided to think on it.
Maybe it would've been best if I was just able to live with it. If it didn't matter that much, if I could just continue happily wearing it. But I couldn't. It was like a shard of glass in my eye, completely unreasonable, I know, but even now, just looking at the picture, I'm... ugh.

Anyway, about two weeks later I returned. My biggest mistake, really, but how was I to know what would happen? I handed the ring and said I was there recently, and I want to discuss a possible repair. Mostly, is the jeweller convinced and confident this repair can be carried out successfully. Because if there was a risk of further deformity, I did not want to proceed, I'd prefer not to take that risk and rather just keep it as is.
He took it behind the counter and it seemed he was examining it under magnification. It's a tall counter, you can't really see behind it. We were talking and discussing some ideas I had for other jewellery, you know how these conversations go. And then, before I could steer the topic back to the repair and discuss the risks related to removing a stone and manipulating a prong, I suddenly hear a drill. He had started working on the ring without a plan put in place, without discussion, without me placing the order.

During the first few seconds I didn't even realise what was going on. Then I asked, have you started working on the ring? And then it was a mixture of bewilderment, not wanting to cause a scene, and thinking, well, maybe upon second examination he decided he can do it without removing the stone. But then he kept drilling, and I asked what he was doing, and he said he was working on shaping the milgrain, and then handed it to me and... oh dear god.
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I only took two pictures of the ring in that state. They're not the best, but I couldn't bring myself to photograph it any further. It was mangled. Chewed up. The entire petal was deformed and smashed, as if he'd squeezed it with pliers. The tip of the petal was just.. roughly shaved off, the metal was ragged to the touch. Milgrain removed. Just... a massacre. I'm getting pissed all over again just remembering the details.
