Stop hating the marquise shape* diamond, you guys. I know, it’s easy to lift a round brilliant-clad hand to your mouth and snigger at the idea of wearing one of these diamond shaped diamonds. But don’t think you’re better than the marquise. You’re not. The marquise used to be someone. The marquise used to be the hottest thing in engagements.
|I wouldn't say no! Gorgeous, Thomas Cleaver.|
Why? Because once upon a time it was the 1980s. Once upon a time (from 1980 to 1987, according to our friends at RDI) you were no one if your boyfriend didn’t propose with a marquise diamond. When the Rubix Cube was flying off shelves and long before Jar Jar Binks ruined everything, the marquise was there, glinting its little facets out, as if summer would never end.
|We've got each other. And that's a lot for love. (Thanks, Virgin Media)|
But it did end. Baby Jessica fell down that well in 1987 and nothing good happened for the rest of the decade. (Arguably: nothing good happened ever again.) At least not for the marquise. Maybe it was how the marquise kept getting caught in their legwarmers. Or maybe the marquise’s ability to look much larger than its actual carat weight became less of a selling point as we moved out of the big 80s.
Who can say? All the marquise knows is that it woke up one morning next to Bill Murray and BubbleTape: once beloved staples of the 80s, now written off as has-beens.Sad.
But there is hope! For one thing, Bill Murray has enjoyed tremendous success in the new millennium! Everyone loves him again and he’s doing the best work of his career. Bubble Tape is again for sale as the leading adhesive-themed chewing gum. And take a look at hipsters. If they’re bringing back comically large glasses frames and unflattering pants, certainly they will espouse the cause of the marquise.Maybe the best reason to anticipate resurgence in marquise interest is that it IS beautiful. Maybe we no longer love the super skinny ones, maybe the shard of ice on your finger look will never return to fashion, but get some proper proportions on that diamond and you’ll have a classic that will endure, like the trickle-down economics beloved of Reagan, rather than a trendy piece of yesteryear like the PogoBall deflating in your parents’ basement.
|Can these punks save the marquise? (Courtsey of Motley Mamma)|
And while we associate the marquise with the 1980s, we’d be wise to remember that it’s ever so much older than that. Older and wiser, for it must know it will endure to see popularity again. Did you know that the marquise is called such because King Louis XIV of France ordered a diamond cutter to cut him a diamond in the shape of his lover’s lips (she was a marquise)? Yeah. What do you think of that, oval? The marquise was born of love. What other diamond shape can claim that? And lucky for our friend the marquise, love will always be popular.
*you might call it the marquise cut, but you would be dead wrong. Dead. Wrong. “Cut” refers not to shape but to how well the diamond cutter did lining up facets on a diamond.