Mr Posy and I don’t really make a big deal over anniversaries; we exchange a card and maybe a token gift, and we’ll go out to dinner, but that’s usually the extent of it. I don’t think we’ve made a big to-do since our first or second anniversary… This year, however, I wanted to buy Mr Posy an extra special gift, for an extra special anniversary.
Whenever we go away on a holiday and while out shopping, at some point I will find Mr Posy perusing the Montblanc pens. Knowing that he would never buy himself such a pen, I did some searching online (remember, shopping in PosyTown is rather limited), and felt a little bit smug about my purchase. I then told Mr Posy that a token gift exchange again would be fine, and that I was happy and that I had everything I ever wanted.
He, of course, would have none of that, and, given he’s been so time-poor due to work lately, insisted that I send him links to gifts that I might like. After a lot of nagging, I compiled a list of links for items that I might like but probably wouldn’t buy myself, and sent my wishlist off to Mr Posy to choose from.
You could have knocked me over with a feather when he presented me with the box from Netaporter the morning of our anniversary.
I’d only sent him links to two items on Netaporter, and this gift was much too big to be shoes.
Super spoilt. Mr Posy bought me the Jimmy Choo Rania textured-leather tote.
The lining is incredibly soft (it is fully lined in camel suede). The tote has light-gold hardware, a detachable shoulder strap, and a central zipped compartment. There is also an internal pocket with a zip – I only wish it had another pocket or two!
This tote has become my new work bag, and I don’t think I’ll ever tire of it. I promised Mr Posy that I wouldn’t use it all the time, but I can’t help it – I love it.
Mr Posy’s reaction to his Montblanc pen was a little different to what I was expecting: “No! You didn’t! I can’t! SEND THIS BACK RIGHT NOW! IT’S AWESOME!”
Uhhh, okay. He loves it so much he refuses to use it, instead insisting that it belongs in a glass box.
I on the other hand firmly believe that pretty things are for using, not sitting on a shelf to be used someday, much to Mr Posy’s dismay.