IN THE EARLY ’90S, I stole a magazine from my mom’s salon. I’m not proud of it—I was maybe 13 at the oldest, young and curious. But there it was: a Cartier ad. (I’d never even heard of Cartier, growing up in a small Pennsylvania town near the West Virginia border.) It was a centerfold-style ad, featuring an enchanting woman draped around a panther, wearing the most beautiful watch I’d ever seen. I slipped that magazine into my backpack the moment the receptionist was distracted.
I stole that magazine because:
- a) The woman in that ad was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, her entire look silently announcing that she knew more than I ever could about being a woman.
- b) That. Watch. Was. Everything.
Later that night, I carefully sliced down the middle of that centerfold and meticulously taped the seams together. She lived on my “vision board” for the rest of my teenage years—watching over me as I daydreamed of a world far beyond my small town, where beautiful women wore timepieces like that and clearly had wild cats as pets.
At the private Catholic high school I attended, tucked away in a remote area, no one talked about “luxury” careers. Luxury wasn’t a word you heard often in a coal-mining town. Guidance counselors spoke of paths like teaching, nursing, social work. They talked about ways I could use my attitude, my assertion, my knowledge to change the world through academics. No one told me that my lifelong love of rocks and minerals, shipwrecks and shiny things like the Cartier Panthere could be a career.
No one told me that one day I could change the world… not in the way that involved saving lives, or writing policies, but by changing the way people see themselves.
That Cartier ad did something extraordinary: it made me feel something. Even though I didn’t fully understand it then, it planted the seed of a dream that one day I would belong in that world.
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Years later, armed with a traditional communications degree and a short-lived detour in politics, I finally found my way into the jewelry world. It was an unexpected leap, but one that would change everything.
I realized something fundamental: selling luxury isn’t about people wanting the product. It’s about making them want to buy it from you.
Anyone can sell a diamond. Anyone can showcase a watch or a necklace. But making someone feel seen, understood, and empowered to own that piece of luxury; that’s the real art. Making them feel like, or reinforcing, the belief that they belong in this luxury empire (some for a lifetime, some only for those moments).
The woman in that Cartier ad didn’t just wear a watch; she wore confidence.
She wore a story. She wore the promise that you, too, could step into that world. That’s what great luxury professionals do: they bridge the gap between a product and the emotional experience it represents.
In our world of jewelry retail, that means selling trust as much as diamonds and watches. It means understanding that our clients don’t always walk through the door looking to buy a piece of jewelry. They come in hoping to buy a piece of a dream, a milestone, or a memory.
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Selling luxury is about storytelling, building relationships, and transforming the ordinary into the extraordinary. It’s about: listening deeply to uncover what the client truly desires. Discerning the lifelong luxury customer from the single, once-in-a-lifetime client. Sharing stories that connect the piece to their lifestyle and their legacy. Earning trust through authenticity, knowledge, and consistent follow-up. Delivering small, unexpected touches of personalization that make the client feel like a VIP, every time.
I learned early on that product knowledge is just the foundation. Anyone can step into this role and spout facts about diamond quality, about watch movements and power reserves. The real magic happens when you make clients feel something. Something unforgettable.
They’ll buy from you because they trust you to guide them through the experience. They’ll buy because you make them feel like they’re not just a customer, but a connoisseur, a part of something bigger than themselves.
In this industry, it’s easy to focus on the sparkle, the carats, the cuts, the brand names. But at the end of the day, clients can find sparkle anywhere.
What they can’t find everywhere is you.
Selling luxury is never about the product. It’s about making the client feel that the product is theirs, made for them. Connecting them to that piece in a way no one else can. It’s not pressure. Not specs or pitches about 18K versus platinum. It’s presence. Timing. Curated exclusivity.
They don’t choose to shop with you because you have a 3ct natural diamond of E color, VVS clarity, XXX cut. They choose to shop with you because you make them feel extraordinary. They already know the item is special; it’s you who turns the transaction into a transformation. Luxury doesn’t shout. It whispers. Then it follows up. It curates.
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So every time I remember that Cartier ad, I think about the feeling it gave me: aspiration, connection, and possibility. And that’s exactly what I try to deliver to my clients every single day. Because in this business, luxury is more than a product. It’s a relationship.