Dear Beautiful Gift Recipient,
That would be you.
Yes, you, reading this autumn love letter this very moment.
What, you thought I’d forgotten you . . . and the fact that you’ve never been pampered by Rg2 on his absolute favorite day of the week?
What, you thought a global pandemic would stop me from bringing the meaning of Pamper-Her-Friday directly to your heart—and your doorstep?
Confession: I’m not the perfect gift-giver. I don’t know your exact dimensions, your myriad fragrance tastes, your visual color palette leanings. Your material-girl inner wishes. Your ideal pamper-her secrets.
However, I assumed I couldn’t go wrong with an exquisitely wrapped, both-hands-needed-to-tote, just-for-you holiday package stuffed with an assortment of . . . well, I prefer it remain an autumn surprise.
At least a hint? Okay.
Victoria asked me if I could trust you with some of her long-held Secrets. And Bath & Body said they’re eager to make your acquaintance. And . . . well, you’ll discover the rest in the privacy of your home. After all, a surprise implies intrigue, no?
Speaking of which, could I close this letter with a bit of “poetic intrigue” that you can hold within your heart until your gift arrives? Read on:
Come inside, hurry, your coat I’ll take The quilted throw lay quietly at sofa’s edge, The hearth is only entering mid-fire now To you I make an autumn gift-giver’s pledge: Do no harm will this writer, word nor deed I ask only that you allow me this to say: You deserve much more than a box’s contents Woman, I honor you on this autumn Pamper-Her-Friday . . . .
Pamper the woman . . . for she loves Autumn. -Rg2
© 2020 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®