I've bought a ring. A fake ring.
No, a real ring, but a fake wedding ring. It's sterling silver and pretty substantial--thick. This ploy was recommended to me by someone who said that telling inquiring men that I had a boyfriend wouldn't deter them, and so I ought to wear a ring. (This reminds me of a Nigerian New Haven taxi driver who asked whether I had any "part-time" boyfriends. No, I replied, only full-time.)
Although getting proposed to could be fun--after all, how many times does a girl get asked to marry somebody?--I hope that this might make for less awkwardness. It does feel funny to wear it, though. I'm not the traditional marriage type, but I liked to think that it would be a special day when I would put something on that finger
I also want to include a link to another young woman's blog: Ryan Brown, who goes to Duke, and who studied abroad in Dakar this past semester. She's been helping me pack. She's also hilarious, and you should read her stuff.
Oh, Dounia, you should have said something on Facebook! I have one that I randomly bought at a clothing show for $5 that I would have given you for the term! It's fooled several people before. :)
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