Caitlin Moran
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I have bad news, I'm afraid. I know how devastating my timing is, given that this is the third week of December - and most of us are spending what little free time we have hurling ourselves at capitalism, screaming: “I have to buy a thing! For an aunt! Oh my gawwwwwdineedathingforan-aunt!” But however many department stores you run around, websites you click through or local shops you scuff around in - wondering if a six-pack of Stella and a broom could ever be appropriate presents - there is, in actual fact, not a single gift that is suitable to give to any adult, ever. Never. Nothing. Not a thing. All presents for anyone over the age of Action Man/Barbie - and I say this with more than three decades of consideration informing my prognosis - are inappropriate, without exception. Consider:
The dressing gown. Generally seen as an absolute staple present, particularly for men - given that you can't give them what they really want for Christmas (steak, swords, pornography, a rodeo horse, more hair on top, a second-hand record shop that was sealed up in 1979 and has only just been rediscovered). There can scarcely be an uncle, grandad or father alive who will not be receiving a dense, floppy rectangle of gift-wrapped flannel this yuletide.
But can you really give a dressing gown as a gift? Should you? Consider the function of dressing gowns in an individual's life. They are not items that wear out terribly easily. They do not encounter a great many inclement climatic incidents - what with a blameless life led mainly shuffling between the bedroom and the toaster, with the occasional weekend scurry to put out the recycling. And because of this life of almost unparalleled garment-indolence, a dressing gown never really ... wears out. I bought my current one - a blue fleece zip-up, £23, Bhs Oxford Street - when I was 17. I was a virgin then, and yet I shall probably die in that dressing gown, surrounded by my 900 great-great grand-droids.
Can people really take it upon themselves to select a garment that will become a lifelong companion to the giftee? And indeed - by virtue of bed-positioning, bedroom door-peg and so on - might well be the first and last thing he sees for the next 80 years? Why, you might just as well be choosing a man a wife! And I've done that before, and it very rarely works!
Chocolates. At almost any other time of the year a sumptuous box of chocolates is as welcome as a reverent, yet desperate, kiss on the lips from Jack Bauer, top sexy action hero of the hit series 24. But that's all the other times of the year. Christmas is different - a time when one is eating so much chocolate that it becomes like a dietary mainstay. Indeed, once the tins of Roses, Quality Street and Miniature Heroes are opened, it may very well form the entirety of one's diet: leading to the unique festive thought process, whereby one thinks, “Jeez, I've been eating a lot of chocolate. I need to calm down. I need to get me one of my five-a-day”, and then eats an orange crème. A sane person cannot buy a loved one Christmas chocolates.
In fact, food of any kind. Shortbread? Pâté? Stilton? Cake? As a gift? Are you insane? The average weight gain over Christmas is half a stone. This is not a time people need more food being brought into their homes. Their houses are full of food. There's more potato-and-wheat-based snacks in their houses than there is air. People are having to eat their way through six tubes of BBQ Pringles just to get to their front door. Their sofas are covered in Dundee cake, ham and Kettle Chips. The youngest child was last sighted trapped under a “family size” variety bag of Walkers Crisps the size of a double duvet. Put more food into these benighted, chow-swamped houses? You might as well give a bathtub of water to a drowning man.
Perfume. Another staple, but WHY WHY WHY? The very first thing one learns about perfume - well, maybe the third thing, after “Don't spray it into your eyes. Or, however desperate you are, use it as a mixer” - is that it reacts differently according to the wearer's skin. What smells like the satin-skinned sex-glow of Monroe on you might smell like a cat's whoopsie in a privet hedge on me. And vice versa.
Who, then - given these solid, scientific facts - would dare to second-guess the chemical sex-experiment that is squirting Joop! on to Uncle Wrong? Or Britney Spears's Curious into the face of Cousin Dreary? No, perfume, like whether to wear a ra-ra skirt, and where you stand vis-à-vis fascism, must be a personal decision.
“Joke” presents. Flying pig mobiles? Margaret Thatcher nutcrackers? A “Party In Progress!” kit, consisting of two tiny traffic cones and a reel of police incident tape, reading “Party in Progress!” Is this a true expression of how you feel for someone in your life? Or just another bin-bag full of capitalism's numbing flotsam, for them to cart down the charity shop on January 11? If you experience genuine difficulties in buying a “normal” “unfunny” present, try this visualisation: a Third World orphan crouching in a sweatshop, staring down at a “Grow Your Own Boobies” kit, and wondering just what kind of country Britain is.
Subscription to a specialist magazine. Message: “You cannot change your mind about how much you like off-road biking/budgerigars/MILF-porn for a WHOLE YEAR.”
“Charming” home-made vouchers for wives and mothers made by husbands and teenage children, offering to pay the bearer “One Sexy Massage!”, “One Clearing-Up The Kitchen!”, etc. Hang on. Are you suggesting that sexy massages and simple housework are commensurate - in gift-worth - to balloon rides over Bath, cocktails with diamond rings in them or a handsome leather-bound medieval dictionary? These things are a woman's basic human rights! These are the stuff of simple day-to-day-courtesy! I cannot believe you are fobbing me off with this! Oh my God! What are you going to give me on my birthday? The chance to look out of a window? Toast? You have RUINED Christmas. Screw you. SCREW YOU!
Caitlin Moran was a published author at the age of 16 and went on to be one of the new wave of music journalists at Melody Maker in the mid-1990s. She has been writing for The Times since 1992, mainly on popular culture
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"a second-hand record shop that was sealed up in 1979 and has only just been rediscovered"
I just shuddered with unquenchable desire.
Merry Chrimble!
Corin, Boston, USA
Complaining that gifts aren't good enough for you - your either a child or a women. A gift is a gift - not a debt that is owed to you or your taking his knee-caps.
Dan, London,
I AM an atheist, and I decided to cancel Christmas some years ago – as a result, present-buying is minimal, life, this time of year, is just so much pleasanter, and my shopping is already finished.
And what's wrong with Stilton? Anyone wants to buy me a half-wheel, I won't turn my nose up...
Ron Graves, Birkenhead, UK
good laugh, well timed, thank you.
DJ, new york, USA
I have had the same dressing gown for the past 30+ years. It was lovingly hand made for me by a dear friend that I have not seen in twenty. How precious can a gift be?
jd, MESA, USA
Absolutely BLISSFUL commentaria. Thank you for the wonderful acerbic humour - you have made my day! Ahhhh....
MIKE, Quebec, Canada
Your dressing gown is approx 30 years old? yuk. Get someone to buy you a new one and feel the fleece. Mmm.
James Lobeck, Liphook, Hampshire
Does Jewelry count?
Steve, Kabul,
Andy from London. Thank you so much for a great laugh today! That is a hoot and a half as we say over here on this side of the big pond! Just thinking about it makes me laugh. I am going to have to share this with my friends tomorrow evening at my Christmas Happy Hour. Cheers!
P K Landry, Houston, USA
Christmas is not about presents but about caring for others. Gift giving creates more environmental destruction and is a very wasteful process as most gifts are useless items and in most cases not liked by the receiver. Get real, get environmental. Give your Xmas money to wildlife funds.
Jim Wills, Brisbane, Australia
I got a cow bell for Christmas this year. I'd mentioned I wanted a bell to announce dinner and now I've got a BIG one. It's bl**dy brilliant!
Last year I got a dubloon. And yes, I did want one. Oh, and a time turner.
My partner is really good at remembering things I mention in passing.
Ross, Lancaster, UK
I've had my dressing gown for decades too, bought in M&S for a birthday one year. It must be 25yrs old if it's a day. The neck is looking a little bare but the rest just keeps plodding on. I'll undoubtedly die in it unless I've been evaporated in a nuclear explosion.
Sarah Hague, Montpellier, France
That dressing gown stall in Covent Garden really has some nice stuff. I got one a few years ago but it's just not true that they last forever - 2 new cats managed to shred mine within 6 months. A new one would be very welcome
Jason, Edinburgh, UK
I think it's all unanimous - dressing gown is what I want for Christmas. There is a stall in Covent Market that has magnificent dressing gowns but at 150 pounds I came home disappointed last Christmas. A man should have at least two, I agree.
Bill, Vancouver, Canada
Like a lot of guys, I try and buy useful presents. Receiving 'unisex' gifts helps the environment as they can be recycled, but if that's not an option there's always toiletries, lingerie, plants, and DVDs of Sex and the City (not every woman likes practical presents such as irons and hoovers).
Stephen, Glasgow,
Super articicle. Love the wine gums comment.
I actually think its easier for men to buy a present than for women. Women have a seriously long list of things they want (which is basically for men to demonstrate that they are willing to sacrifice a scarce commodity for them - money, time).
Patrick, Warsaw, Poland
Last year I bought my Missus a platinum ring. I got wine gums and a toblerone.
The year before, I gave her a grand for a spending spree. I got wine gums and a toblerone.
I could go on, but the message is that I for one would settle for a dressing gown.
Dave, York, England
hilarious, I partucularly agree with the chocolate paragraph as for some reason ,come dec 5th ,my brain insists that a chocolate orange is one of my "five-a-day"!
angela, london,
@SP: Haha! Its funny how one day you make up and realise how sad you life has become. I hope i get a spare dressing gown this Christmas! :)
David, Zurich,
My wife bought me a dark-blue Boss dressing gown a few years ago. Unfortunately, one end of the waist-belt got dunked in a sinkful of bleach, and now has a pink tip. I am therefore condemned to spend the rest of my life wandering around the house looking as if I'm flashing!
Andy, London,
Absolutely first class article. Completely made my day.
Kevin, Kingston,
I feel sorry for Caitlin's family and friends, wondering whether they can get a refund for all that perfume, chocolate and cheese they've bought her. Buy her books, guys, authors love reading other people's work.
Frank Upton, Solihull,
I'm still waiting for a really good fruitcake. No one gives fruitcake anymore. Give me a good, brandy-soaked fruitcake (and an extra bottle of brandy--just in case).
I agree about the vouchers.
Sarah, Zimmerman, MN, USA
Does she live in the real world? Who the hell can afford bloody hot ari balloonr trips over wherever and cockails with rings to choke you etc? Recession anyone? Get real woman and just accept real love and cuddles rather than fairy tales and fantasy.
Bahkti, Hitchin, England
Any adult living in the 21st Century will have solved this dilemma with a thoughtfully prepared Amazon wishlist; no high street shopping trauma, gift wrapping all done and delivered to the recipients door. I guess eternal Scrooges will still find fault in easily getting gifts people want to them.
Luke Brunning, SOWERBY BRIDGE, United Kingdom
SP - what's wrong with discussing house coats? aka dressing gowns? I'm cooler than cool, too - especially after a fruitless trawl of the hell that is the West End, recently. JL, Gap, BHS, M&S etc - utter waste of time; and I refuse to go down the White Co. or Hanro road for such an item. Help!
Victoria, London,
You have no idea of the relief it is to reside in a nice, neutral Buddhist country. Observing other people's Christmas hysteria from a distance is, in and of itself a type of therapy. Couldnt you say you'd become an Atheist so weren't participating in Christmas? Would that work?
Andrew Milner, Karuizawa, Japan
a dressing gown is a good present as its good to have a spare one for when the proper one (ie the one you bought yourself) is in the wash.
god how boring am i - discussing spare dressing gowns, i used to be cool and do cool stuff but now im on the internet discussing dressing gowns.
sp, london,
The 'food as gifts' thing is a throwback from the apples and oranges in stockings from times past.
(I still get the fruit from mom & dad and I am 30something!) Snacking on a juicy orange and opening gifts at grannys is a great memory.
The BAD thing is that it has progressed from fruit to junk.
Rose, California, USA
Actually, now that you've mentioned a bathrobe, I know EXACTLY what to buy the man in my life when he stays over. Thank you :)
Morag, Maidstone, UK