I love giving gifts, but I hate to wrap…..once I just put bubble wrap around a present. I guess it’s because I have always felt what is inside is the gift, not what is outside, in all matters of life.
Luckily, I have a husband who loves to wrap……so each Christmas he is now delegated the task of wrapping all the gifts…..
He insists ALL must be wrapped, even gifts I already know …….
You would think being an artist would make wrapping a creative process for me……
I always get the widths wrong, have to piece wrapping paper to adjust, we are always out of scotch tape…..to me, wrapping something so beautifully that will be ripped off in a moment is needless.
Gift bags are God’s gift to Christmas………you add a bit of tissue and you’re done.
Once, when I was working at a large plant nursery during Christmastime, part of the job was learning how to foil all the poinsettias. This is the crimping and folding done on each pot to make the plant look pretty and festive. I didn’t mind that, I liked shaping the red foil on each one.
I remember one day, a person came in to buy a plant and demanded she be given a piece of foil to create her own presentation. She was an artist she said and could do it better than we could. We watched this woman take the sheet of foil and bend it into the most forlorn mass of crumple imaginable.
We didn’t say a word. She didn’t either. She seemed to love it.
To each his own………whether you love to wrap, or love the look of crumpled, pieced together, sometimes glue sticked packages when the scotch tape has disappeared……..