The idea of the 11 o' clock ring, came to me one night...
In the city of Florence, 11 o' clock was a time of excitement for us, children of the "Firenze bene". Dressed up in a tailored, fit Tuxedo (or "Smoking" as we call it in Italy), this was the hour we were ready to start the night.
I can still feel the warm summer night breeze dense with cypress scents, still see the chic evening gowns, still hear the laughter at the parties around midnight, under a clear starry Tuscan night sky.
Fast forward twenty five years...
I am traveling to a far away destination in search of a gem that is unlike no other. A process I have been through many times before, one which does not always turn out successful. After countless hours of searching, I encounter this rare and unusual gem. A fancy yellow antique pear shape diamond which was spared the process of modernization, miraculously untouched since the end of 1800's.
This is what I have been looking for.Back on a Red Eye to New York City, I could not sleep a second thinking of this beauty, making a hundred sketches of the ring in my mind...too excited, and feeling so alive.
Two months later, and many hours trying to get it just right, a ring comes to life. Set at 11 o'clock... precisely for a gem lover who will appreciate it, cherish it and wear it to many summer night parties, dense of Tuscan cypress scents...
