>> I have a general rule about gifts that runs something like this; for Christmas, small but thoughtful gifts should suffice and for Birthdays, then you get the grand gifting gesture. At least that's how it was supposed to go in my head. In the end though when it came to thinking of something small and thoughtful for the other half, that somehow translated into a errr.....vintage 50s cocktail cabinet/bureau thing. Hardly small but hey...what the heck...it's CHRISTMAS! (Said in UPPERCASE and with an exclamation mark, it seems to be the reason why there's STILL rampant shopping going on in supermarkets... I was queuing for ONE HOUR to buy a pomegranate or something...).
Thankfully, Steve didn't stick the 'small and thoughtful' rule either otherwise I'd have looked like a right fool with my hulking cabinet in the room. I feel a bit shameful gloating 'Look what MYYYYYYYY boyfriend bought me...' but there it goes... that's precisely the sort of chuffed elation I felt when I ripped into my boxes... and found this Stella McCartney Sofia Flashing Bustier, the one that I had banged on about a while back. Lingerie for Christmas from the other half can generally be an aching minefield (see Laura Craik's Crimbo Lingerie guide...) but this bustier which I've been eying up for many a moon is really just ripe to be worn on the exterior, nestled amongst some pastel layers. I already have sped into the future and see myself hanging out in it for far too long on my summer roadtrip around Cali next year (yes, it's in the planning works... and yes, it's one big Thelma and Louise cliche...) until it gets particularly dusty and grotty.
The other part of the pressie were these Irregular Choice patent brogue shoes. I think I had dropped the hint a little stronger with this one... I think there may have been a hideous and pathetic 'wheeeeedling' noise that came from my mouth, when I was in the Irregular Choice shoes. I blame the delicious shade of dusky pink. And the pink flocked velvet inside which makes putting them on barefoot a real peculiar joy.
Gather it all up and I'm a happy bunny on slippery ice. We'll go back to 'small and thoughtful' when our brains accumulates more braincells over 2010 for the purpose of 'thinking' and not resorting to big lumpy treats. Promise!
