> Man-gift of the week

There’s a soldier over there with a stripe down his pants. To sleeve or not to sleeve. A tissue. I hank-you. There’s nothing more unattractive than a bushy blow or a soldier stripe. Ech.

I’ve noticed a few sniffles around town. It must be the change in the weather. Everyone is coming down with something. If your man, or someone with a Y chromosome that you know is feeling particularly sorry for themselves then I have the perfect help-you-get-better-slash-sympathy gift. NO. It’s not another lemon tree. It’s a handkerchief.

Yes that’s right. You know those colourful pieces of material that you often see popping out of well-dressed mens pocket?! Yes, those. They have a use. So invest.

Visit Hanky Shmanky for a cute design like the one above. Or if you like Jen, head to Myer. But if you prefer Megan pop into DJ’s. You could even try Henry Bucks. Swisho.

Just remember. Handkerchiefs are environmentally friendly. And don’t leave white pillage all over your clothes if sent through the wash. Bonus.

Posted: 03/23/09 | Man Gift > Ramble | 2 Comments

> Man-gift of the week

Foooore. Par. Birdie. Eagle. Bogie. Ech I feel like I’ve just picked my nose. Tap tap tap it in. Aahhhhh le Golf. Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden. Mmmmmmm. More like Grossly Obscene Language Factory.

Someone once said to me that men with really bad legs play golf really well. So. I’ve decided that golf is the best way to tell if the new dude your seeing has good legs, without actually taking his pants off. Classy.

Ball + Stick + Hole. It’s the answer. It doesn’t have to be 18. Only nine. Or even just a bucket of balls. Gold gift. Great date. You’ll be able to judge his creativity when it comes to swearing. That, and cut straight to the bone of his personality. Patience is a virtue. Special when you take 2 hours to get ready.

Try Albert Park, Elstenwick or Bulleen for a bucket of balls. Burnley for some putting practice. Or one of the Top 50 Australian Golf Courses for a round.

Very therapeutic. As long as you connect. Crack. Whack.

Posted: 03/12/09 | Great Gift > Man Gift > Ramble > Suggestion | 0 Comments

> Man-gift of the week

Haallo.

Oh. Hello.

My naame iz Peirrrrrrrre.

There’s something oh-so-sexy about a man with a foreign accent. A master of many languages. Ehh. I’m not fussy. Two will do . . . English aaaaand French/Italian/Spanish . . . I prefer something European-ish. However, Japanese is always a plus.

Treat you’re man to a few language lessons. He prob won’t come out with an accent. But at least he’ll be able to say I love you in another tongue. And count to 10. And maybe conjugate some verbs. Or maybe he’ll become fluent. Fluent in the languaaage of looooove.

This could be very beneficial. For you. And for him. A gift that keeps on giving.

The Lyceum Language Centre teach German, Spanish, French, Italian, Chinese & Japanese. Go for 10 week term of 1.5 hr lessons at $275. Also check out the Alliance Francais, The Victorian School of Languages or Opening Doors for Group Classes.

Posted: 03/4/09 | Man Gift | 1 Comment

> Man-gift of the week

Would you like boobs with your latte?? Yes please. The Big Book of Breasts is the ultimate coffee table book. Mesmerising.

I’ve never seen such huge boobs in all my life. I learnt that every second ‘nude models’ name is Candy and that in Germany circa 1794 mothers that were breast feeding were required to make their breasts available to feed the needy. Wack.

Apart from anything it’s a fascinating documentation of photography and the female figure through the 50′s, 60′s, 70′s and 80′s. Translated into german and french this Taschen masterpiece is a must have.

Click here to read more. And here to purchase. And if this stretches the budget a bit too far, try the calendar.

Fun bags. Bless.

Posted: 02/22/09 | Internet Buy > Man Gift | 0 Comments

> Man-gift Of the Week.

The only thing I can think to give a man this week is a bullet.

However this is inappropriate, and what’s more . . . illegal. Actually you could wrap up a bullet and send it over. That could be cool and very symbolic. Narh.

I prefer something more subtle. No silly, not a golf club. An old school traditional razor. Apart from the fact that you could slit their throats with one of these there’s something really sexy about a man using one. Kind of like Marlon Brando-esque. Very James Bond. Sigh. Oh Sean.

This little beauty is the Feather “Artist Club” razor.
You can pick one up at MensBiz. Alternatively If this is not your mans style you can get him a normal shaver with these blades *(double edged with platinum coating) that are known to be the sharpest of the sharp.

SO. You’ll either have a beautiful cheek to kiss or the perfect knife to slice. Cut throat. Enjoy.

Posted: 02/16/09 | Internet Buy > Man Gift | 0 Comments