We do not buy “needs” for Christmas in my house.
Growing up, there was always that wrapped up pair of tube socks or value-pack of Hanes Her Way tucked under the tree, hiding among all of the actually fun presents. I sort of think it’s sneaky to slip in those things. “Here’s something you were going to buy yourself anyway,” doesn’t seem to fit the spirit for me.
I solemnly vowed to never allow the same in my house. So, sure. Our Christmas presents are things we’ll use. And yes, Christmas has been a ready excuse to replace some ripped jeans on occasion. But, in general, we like to veer toward the special. The “things-you-wouldn’t-buy-yourself.” For both the ladies and gents.
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