Surviving the Workday

I hate diamonds.

I hated the first girl who got a diamond ring and wore it around all hands aflutter. I suppose I was jealous, but also disgusted.

I hate those little jewelry stores in the mall at the holidays and Valentine’s Day with posters suggesting diamonds = true love.

(And now that I type that I’m wondering if “I hate diamonds” and associated rant was possibly the phrase I uttered that terribly offended my sister-in-law several years ago so much that she wasn’t speaking to me.)

In any case, I wasn’t talking about her diamond, which was reset from a ring of my grandmother’s. Just diamonds in particular. They are mined in the most atrocious conditions by the most exploited labor, including children. Then they are slickly marketed as symbols of love. It’s pretty darn sick.

If you must have a diamond, buy it used and have it reset. If you own a diamond, just make sure you educate yourself.

PeaceBang has a Beauty Tip on diamond buying today, Socially Conscious Bling.

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