It was diamond that fascinated me and triggered me to study gemology twelve years ago. But, for a long time following the vigorous grading training at GIA, I looked at diamond as nothing more than a good piece of carbon. I intentionally ignored its brilliance and beauty, and examined each rock based on its four Cs. I was quickly getting really good at calling the grade by simply eyeballing it. However, I felt I was slowly losing my connection with it.
There was an emotional disassociation happening between my fantasy for diamond and the plain fact of a stone made of carbon. The more I studied it, the more torn I became. I sometimes even wished that it’s not made of carbon, but made of something out of this world… something magic and alien, something I couldn’t chart or figure out simply by looking into the magnifier.
I even avoided going into De Beers or Cartier on Fifth Avenue. It’s like avoiding an ex whom I deep down still love. Now after years without touching the stone on a daily basis, one day I was brave enough to try on a pair of perfectly cut round studs (3ct, D, IF). And right then and there, I found that feeling again, the feeling of pure joy and admiration which drove me to study it in the first place.
All of a sudden, I wowed at nature’s quiet power and mystery. Something this beautiful and powerful is meant to be left alone. We put rules, criteria and price tags on everything. The man-made grading scales and charts can’t tell the full story of it. That’s why we can’t explain why sometimes one stone with a lower grade has more ‘life‘ than one with a better grade, and why a woman without gemology training instinctively knows which stone she wants at the sight of it.
We can’t put a price on something priceless, and can’t comprehend what is not meant to be understood. Some mysteries need to remain mystery. I felt like I’ve taken a full circle and came back innocent but informed and endowed (if I may). I still believe that diamonds are a girl’s best friend, and there is a perfect diamond for every woman, who is perfectly imperfect just like a diamond.