Fifteen days. That’s all you have until the gift-disrobing begins. But we understand if, between the endless soirees and script doctoring <em>Elf 2</em>, you need some assistance from a certain white-bearded man. And until Sean Connery returns your call, here are a few ideas that would never be regifted.
The tie as gift: eh. But the bow tie: now you’re talking. A bow’s the realm of true gentlemen—Churchill, Bogart, Pee-wee Herman—and Hadleigh’s has some cashmere ones in for the holidays. Just be sure to toss in a speed-tying lesson.
Good news: your brother’s favorite shirt—the one that’s a dry cleaning away from retirement—can be saved. Well, kind of. Thanks to something called shirt cloning, Q Custom Clothier can create a “clone” with the same fit as his old one. Now, you just need to steal your brother’s shirt.
One thing has always bugged you about private jets: the lack of lobster shooters. Well, good news: with just 24 hours’ notice, you can order both (the shooters and the jet) at Abacus. Then, they’ll be awaiting your giftee on the runway. Remember this if you find yourself doing any last-minute shopping.
For your favorite carnivore, Allen Brothers—Nick & Sam’s go-to for steak—is offering a 12-month plan delivering rib eyes, baby back ribs, steak burgers and pork chops. You’ve always said Christmas should come once a month and include more bone-in pork chops.
So you have this friend, you know the type. She memorized Up’s deleted scenes. Owns a helium tank. Regularly stands in a basket. For her, only a champagne hot air balloon ride will do. We hear 3,000 feet is actually the ideal uncorking height.
You like to plan early. So for 2011, here’s what you’re getting Dad: custom boots from Luskey’s, the 90-year-old bootmaker for the likes of Jerry Jones and Nolan Ryan. The boots are on backorder for four to five months, so Dad also has plenty of time to buy a sports team.
