Dec 13, 2010 9:41 AM
We've all got a horror story about the time our mom gave us a box filled with tampons and a training bra in front of our entire family that one Christmas, or the time our new boyfriend gave us a membership to an S&M club, or, worse still, diet pills. In honor of the worst gifts we, the Outblush staff, have ever received, we present a special holiday edition of Doubtblush: Wreck the Halls, where we'll tell you the stories of the most awful gifts we've gotten, and find a modern counterpart to it.... You know, just in case you've got a White Elephant party coming up.
DJ here: If it is indeed the thought that counts, what in the heck was he thinking when he presented me with a Dustbuster ($58)? Was it something like, "Wow, she's sweet, but she really ought to learn to suck up those dust bunnies?" By the way, the aforementioned Dustbuster ended up hanging on the wall of the garage, giving him years of faithful service.
Just a hint, guys: Unless she specifically asks for them, skip wrapping any sort of devices designed for cleaning. It just sends the wrong message.