Last week when I was in Portland I had about an hour of free time one afternoon and spent it looking for a new ring to wear at the rest of my book signings. My hotel was just a block away from a giant Banana Republic, so I stopped in and found this huge, sea-urchin-like monstrosity. Because I like my jewelry to have a tiny touch of tacky. The media escort in San Francisco asked if Jon and I had designed this specifically for our wedding and did it cost a fortune? And when I told her I had bought it not two days previously for fifty bucks she said, listen, don’t ever tell anyone the truth. Make them think this is a one of a kind. Um, I think I just disregarded her advice completely.