You will never throw away what you still find beautiful, so change what the thing means before you try.
Anything linked to pleasure stays, and no amount of resolve outlasts that link. The link is what has to move: when silver plating registers as something soiled, disgust replaces wanting, disgust creates distance, and distance does the discarding without a struggle.
Speaking to it finishes the job. Words said out loud put a person on record with themselves, and being on record is harder to reverse in a weak hour than a private intention ever was. The price is the hedge, the quiet option of keeping the gold in a back room in case the new way does not work out, and whoever keeps the hedge has kept the god.