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.

Unfair?

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 . . . . 

Tenderly,

Rg2

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Pamper the woman . . . for she loves Autumn. -Rg2

© 2020 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®