How much is your love worth? How about your past loves? Mildly disturbing website Ex-Boyfriend Jewelry — trafficking in the sort of post-breakup catharsis that I don't necessarily find healthy — provides a forum where you can sell the jewelry your ex bought you while simultaneously trashing him.
Not only does the meanness of this premise affect my delicate sensibilities, but hell. I still wear those ruby stud earrings with the diamond chips that Joe bought me right after college, and I'm sure as heck not getting rid of the diamond pendant necklace from Blue Nile that Todd bought me, no matter what sort of schmuck he turned out to be. I mean, those represent nice gestures. Plus, they're pretty.
Am I missing out on something here? What ever happened to having a nice, private bonfire of ex-items with your closest friends?
