When my husband and I were making wedding plans six years ago, we were blown away by how much everything cost. We live in New York City, where wedding venues charge anywhere from $5,000 to $500,000. Even having a wedding in a park -- which we ultimately vetoed because of all the work -- proved to be a pain in the butt after we considered the cost of food, invitations, tables, chairs, and everything else. So when it came time to thinking about our wedding rings, we didn't. My husband had gifted me with an unbelievably gorgeous diamond engagement ring, and I approached the wedding band like some do their bridal undergarments. It was the last thing on my mind. I had a very whatever attitude about the whole thing.
Big, huge mistake. The ring my husband placed on my finger, while saying the vows that meant a bazillion times more to me, now causes my finger to flare up and rash whenever I wear it. And this fact upsets me more than I ever imagined it would.