I don't believe in Mother's Day and that is something which has been passed on from my Mother, so I'm not just trying to get out of buying her a present, I promise! I am one of those annoying people who walk past Clintons and hisses whenever there is a 'super special' day to celebrate, which of course, has been conjured up by them; it's almost as blatant as steak and blow job day... Honestly?
Even though I think it is ridiculous, I do like looking at some of the gift boxes and products that have been put out there for this disastrous day. Once I have waded past the sickeningly sexist ‘I love my kitchen’ aprons and ‘personalised hoovers’ I have found some things which just might be pleasant…
Sadly the little chef doesn't come with the chocolate, but he is 8cm tall and is there to give you an idea of just how big this bar really is. I love the pattern on the wrapper too, but I really wish the chef came with it!
What a brilliant price for what you get. Even if your mum isn't the largest fan of chocolate, the wrapper will look so impressive she will not care... I really cannot get over the price! Luxury and fabulousness doesn't always have to break the bank.
This box contains clotted cream fudge, butterscotch and hazelnut dainty dollops, truffles, milk chocolate bar and a gourmet gorilla bar. It's all just very lovely isn't it?
The champagne doesn't come with this sign, but it does look a lot more impressive being hung off a bottle of bubbles, so if this was your inclined gift, maybe purchase one too!
If I was going to buy me mam (ohh a hint of my northern roots, how exciting) something it would be a pair of pants with ‘sorry for the damage’ written on them. Perfect.
(Available at Not On The High Street & Montezuma)