— A Few of MY Favorite Things
The things that make me feel it.
Generosity isn’t about the size of the gesture. It’s about the quality of the attention.
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“Many men wanted to lay me down; but few wanted to lift me up.”
— Eartha Kitt
Some men send flowers. Some men change the trajectory of a woman’s year. Both are welcome here. But if you’ve been wondering what moves the needle… what makes me think of you when you’re not in the room, this is where you start. Everything on this page eventually gets worn, poured, tasted, or slept in. And the man responsible always hears about it.
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— 01
For the man who just wants to make me smile.
The simplest gifts are the ones she mentions months later.
Revolve →
The pieces you’ll want to see me in — and I’ll know exactly who to thank when I put them on.
Uber →
So I arrive to you in comfort. You’d be surprised how often I think of the man who covers my rides.
Williams Sonoma →
The meals we’ll linger over. The men who feed me become part of my kitchen, which is dangerously close to my heart.
— 02
For the man who wants to take me somewhere.
Invite me somewhere.
I’ll handle the rest.
Delta gift cards →
For the escapes decided on a Tuesday and boarded by Thursday. You’ll get a photo from the window seat you bought.
Fly me somewhere on my wishlist →
I keep a list. It’s specific, it’s a little unreasonable, and you’ll hear about wherever you send me.
Hotel nights →
Four Seasons gift card for stays in cities I’ve never slept in. I’ll tell you what the view was.
— 03
For the man investing in my future.
Nothing is sexier than a man who believes in the long game.
SEP-IRA contributions →
Nothing to wear, nothing to photograph. Just a woman who sleeps better, and one man who knows exactly why.
Tax or student loan payments →
The least romantic thing on this page yet the one that changes my year. You’ll get the most hungry thank-you and I’ll mean all of it.
Education or certifications →
I take the class, I come back with opinions, and you’re the first one who has to hear them over dinner.
Gold, silver, or art →
The kind of thing I’ll still be wearing in ten years — and still know precisely where it came from.