Coco Rocha must be really relieved that Vogue
didn’t commission a story about fire crotches!

When Mr. MILF proposed, he came armed with my great-grandmother’s Art Deco ring and a surprise — a stunning diamond necklace. If the booty was glamorous, the get was anything but. He bought all those carats from a colorless, desk-bound diamond guy housed in a Fort Knox of an office building, which is basically the only way to buy jewelry in New York, unless you want to chance it with the shysters of 47th Street or endure the massive mark-up of tourist traps like Harry Winston. But where is the glamour? Not to mention the convenience, security and curatorial credo?

And where are the women? In this town, everybody’s got a “guy.” Now, you can have two girls. Their names are Amber Berger and Jennifer Ganz, and they are the jewelry-concierge team behind 27 Facets, the best thing to happen to the business since Elizabeth Taylor. All you do is tell them what you want, they bring you a selection, et voila! They do every price point, they do custom, and they know everything and everybody: Amber has worked for Bendel’s, Gucci and Cartier, as well as her family’s jewelry manufacturer, and Jennifer is a gemologist and appraiser. They also happen to be adorable, chic and good friends of mine.

Of course, bling times are done. But consider that an “investment” article of clothing is worth almost zero dollars the moment you buy it, and jewelry starts to sound pretty practical. That’s what I’ve been telling Mr. MILF as we prepare to celebrate our fifth year of wedded bliss this weekend, and I think he is beginning to buy it!