If you've read my old Europe blog, perhaps you remember that in Paris I found a gold ring in some dirt along the edge of the Seine? Well, recently I found another ring near the parking lot overlooking a stunning ocean view at Howth, a ring of the sort you are supposed to kneel in front of the pope and kiss. Upon finding it I immediately stuffed it into my coat pocket, continually reaching into the silky pocket fabric of my red wool coat to feel the rough diamond encrusted surface of this new treasure and to be assured that it was really still there. The ring is very large, possibly for a man's hand, somewhere between silver and gold with a smooth amber colored stone (quartz?) in what I learned through the internet is a "marquise" cut. Dozens of gaudy diamonds or diamondy type stones glitter around the main stone and all over the edges of the ring. After finding the ring, I tucked it away in a drawer and mostly forgot about it for a couple of weeks. Last night, thinking perhaps a bit of extra money might come in handy and that the ring could be worth something I got it out and began an internet search to see if I could get a clue as to its value. Finding two tiny numbers on the inside of the ring, I first searched for "926." Possibly the ring is made of gold...Further searching revealed nothing else of importance about the ring. Holding the ring close to some light, I was able to just make out that what I had thought was a number was actually the word "Pompoos." A google search for that brought me to this website
http://www.haraldgloeoeckler.com/
Here is another link with the designer selling some lovely ensembles on television although it isn't jewelry it is highly entertaining. Have you seen the movie Bruno? lol. This guy must have been the inspiration for that movie!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRsSZW2z57U
Oh, and by the way, comparing the ring I found to other similar rings on the internet...I don't think its really worth anything, however if I ever choose to wear it there may be other benefits, because according to Herr Gloeoeckler, "Every woman who wears my fashion is a Princess!"
