Topic: What’s the best holiday gift you ever got from a romantic partner – and why?
Posted by: Vix the Over-Educated Nympho
Although I've spent many holiday seasons with a loving boyfriend at my side, there is no one "perfect gift" that sticks out from the others. Instead I want to reiterate the point that it doesn't matter how much it costs, but that it comes from the heart.
Some of the most expensive gifts I have ever received: diamond earrings, complete box set of Sex And The City DVDs, and a full-day gift certificate to a spa. What of them now? Diamond earrings I returned to the boyfriend after the break-up (I didn't care for them--what seventeen year-old wears diamonds anyway?), DVDs are still much appreciated but not seen as something special, and the full-day spa treatment was nice for the one day.
Some of the best (and coincidentally, cheapest) gifts I have ever received: Superwoman underwear, a hideous blinged-out piggy bank, and a miniature crocodile head.
Where are these now? The Superwoman underwear has joined the VIP group of lucky underwear I sport on tough days at the office. The kitsch piggy bank sits proudly on my kitchen counter, grinning in her little red bikini and plump belly. The miniature crocodile head lies on the table next to me as I type this, always inspiring a giggle when I need one.
The first group of presents came from boyfriends. The second group of presents came from close friends and family. I love the silly and bizarre presents because they stick out in my memory among years of jewelry and bath salts (the generic female present--THANKS). Who the f*** gives someone a miniature crocodile head? My mother. Only someone who knows me that well knows I would love something so bizarre.
So my best gifts have not come from romantic partners. I love them all for trying, but money does not compensate for a lack of thoughtfulness. I have yet to find a boyfriend who understands that a crocodile head found at a garage sale in Texas for two dollars is worlds better than a $500 spa certificate.
And if I receive another container of fancy schmancy bath salts from a guy, I'm going to shove it up where even the most skilled masseuse would not be able to retrieve it.