Warmth without weight. Light brown sits at the quiet end of the champagne range, more color than a white stone and less than a cognac. In yellow gold it settles into the metal. In white gold it reads as a decision rather than an accident.

Long parallel facets cut in tiers, running to a straight-edged outline. No crushed ice, no scintillation- step cuts trade glitter for depth, returning light in wide planes that draw the eye down into the stone. With so few facets and such open planes, there is nowhere for a poorly made stone to hide.