Dear Boyfriend: A public service for confused boys everywhere
There is an ever present list of wishes and wants in the notes section of my phone. This morphing list contains items, experiences and destinations at the forefront of my mind, but it is probably not socially acceptable or responsible for me to buy myself any of these on a boring weekday whim.
Enter the significant other. The boyfriend is an assumed catchall for any extravagant gift and destination desires.
I want the latest yellow gold Day-Date Rolex watch.
I want to fly privately to Japan and dine with Takashi Murakami.
I want to eat ice cream if I ever have to visit Hell.
I turn to the other half to not only take note of these requests, but to make them happen. I’m confident one day the boyfriend’s going to go on a budget free giving spree full of extravagance, so this list is pure preparation.
In true considerate girlfriend fashion, at its core, this list is made on the boyfriend’s behalf. Making me happy should be a major priority, but I must be sure to highlight how this list is full of incredibly selfless requests that benefit the significant other (however indirect the benefits may be).
So in honor of all of those with lingering wish lists, I write this first (of many) letters to the proverbial boyfriends, the celestial gift givers, or the ones here on Earth, to make them aware of current covets. After all, who doesn’t want help being a smart gift giver?