Ponte Vecchio

there it is

Ahhh the Ponte Vecchio..I know it better as the Bridge where all your dreams come true…if you dream of gold…and I dream of gold…as well as chocolate, tall dark and handsome men, tanning beds and mixed drinks. Alright anyways, you walk onto this bridge and you’re like “oh shit”. This bridge is wall to wall, store to store full of GOLD. And I’m not talking gold plated or 14K, no no no, I’m talking about hand made, beautifully crafted 18K jewelry people. 

I could of never left this bridge and been happy.

Alexis and I went into the store that was giving 20% off (thanks for the heads up Victor!). We spent at least an hour with the people behind the counter; we laughed, we talked, got to know each other..talked about relationships and rings and hell, we talked about EVERYTHING. After becoming best friends with them, and me being extremely indecisive (in the end I made the right choice), we left with empty wallets, memories to last a lifetime, and two little blue bags with some AMAAAAZING RINGS in them. We both got the Flore medallion rings..Alexis got an all silver one with some detail and engraving on the sides. I got the medallion with the flore (the symbol of Florence, this medallion is the same design that was on the currency used in the Renaissance) in silver, framed in gold with a gold band-I KNOW...LOOOVE.

I BOUGHT MY RING IN THAT STORE!!