Known mostly as a jewelry designer for Tiffany, Elsa Peretti passed away yesterday at the age of 80. She had been a model in her youth and remained a devoted philanthropist until the end. After I came through my medical ordeal two years ago, I found (on the resale market) this emerald and gold ring she designed for Tiffany. I bought it for myself as a surviving gift. It’s so tiny that it doesn’t even fit my little finger, so I wear it around my neck. A world-renowned, well-respected designer I follow on Instagram is always posting photos of Elsa, talking about how she has inspired him. They were actually very close friends. In a random moment of bravery, I DM’d this designer to let him know that I bought her emerald ring. I shared how much I loved her work, and I thanked him for introducing more of her life and work to me through his Instagram feed. I also shared the story of my ostomy bag. Amazingly, he actually wrote back, letting me know how much it meant to him that I reached out. He then told me, in one of the most exciting moments of my life, that he told Elsa Peretti herself that I now own this ring! He didn’t tell me her reaction, if she even had one, but knowing that for the briefest of moments I, of all people in the world, may have occupied the same mental space that designed this ring (as well as many many other reserved, yet elegantly beautiful, pieces of jewelry)—well, it’s one of the many things I had no idea I was fighting to stay alive for. Grazie mille, Signora Peretti. Rest in the most luxurious, fabulous peace.