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Gift Guide: Hostess Gifts, Thanks for Coming.

By admin|December 11th, 2014|Gift Guide|

Ugly sweater party season is upon us. I am fortunate enough to have wonderful friends who know better than to invite me to such a terrifying event. They also know a lot of other things, like how to throw great parties. One of the most gracious gifts friends can give us during the holidays is opening up their homes (whether a massive mansion or teeny studio) to host a festive get together. In a city like New York, friends fast become second families and there’s a reason things like “Friendsgiving” exist. Something my mother taught me from the time I was invited to slumber parties was to never arrive empty handed. I diligently practice this form of social etiquette to this day and always arrive bearing gifts, whether they be basic bottles of wine or a bags full of glowsticks. I never arrive unannounced or empty handed and to ensure that you will be invited to next year’s fete, I suggest you do the same (and avoid using your dinner napkin as a headwrap). Below are my picks for gifts to thank your generous hosts for having you this holiday season.

Baccarat Dom Perignon Flutes, $240, C. Wonder Pop Fizz Cocktail Shaker, $38, Alexandra von Furstenberg Fearless Coasters, $125, Lia Bottlestopper, $64, Georg Jensen Wine & Bar Gift Set, $195, Match Lucido Pitcher, $185, Gift Boutique Piedmont Slate Cheese Board, $99, Jonathan Adler Blanc Candle, $78, Kim Seybert Paillette Wine Decanter, $177, Bombki Little New York Set of Five Glass Baubles, $85

xx,

WhyDid

Gift Guide: Oh, Man. Another Gift Guide.

By Kirsten|December 13th, 2013|Gift Guide|

It is with great relief that the only men in my life that I have to worry about this holiday season are my brothers, my father, Smitty, and a handful of guy friends (by handful, I mean like three). Luckily for me, most of them will be perfectly content with a simple well wish and maybe a bottle of Fireball (talking to you, Andy Smith). And it’s a good thing I am single this year, because not only would I not be able to afford a thing after Smitty’s most recent trip to the vet (more on that later), but it would appear by my selections below that I’d be dating a cross between Don Draper and Al Borland… which actually would be an upgrade from some of my exes who probably would have been happy with hand mirrors, toy helicopters, and a vat of Scotch large enough to drown in.