Several weeks ago, dear friends Jonas and Victoria sent me a care package filled with schwag as they do annually around the holidays for my birthday. At some point I must have lamented that my birthday gets lost and since this admission they have seen fit that a florid package arrives for me wherever in the world I am. I know the gesture has a bigger meaning than the occasion itself. Predictably, a thank you card is sent and in so doing am reminded that part of being a man is knowing how to receive gifts. It is not a competition.
Among the items in my gift box this season was a tester of a fragrance by Givenchy called 'Gentlemen Only' which is my newest most beloved discovery. I'm in my forties now. Am I automatically a gentleman? I thought I drank like one though I've come to believe I was mistaken. I own a tuxedo and I open doors for ladies and lend them my jacket when it's cold.
I am a gentleman when I say so.
Sunday, April 20, 2014
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