In a time where it is acceptable to steal from your boyfriend for personal gain ( and don't tell me this isn't true), I feel like we are missing something vital. Sure we've got girl boxers and boy leg undies to go with our boyfriend pants, our boyfriend shorts, boyfriend T's, jumpers and jackets but while he stands there shivering in the wake of early stages hypothermia, there is one thing we have overlooked. His Jewellery, and for shame women! How could we forget something so vital?
Mr Mo. does not wear much jewellery. In fact I am constantly convincing him not to try breaking his wedding ring spinning record in the fear that it will disappear down a hole somewhere and end up being a rather dashing crown for a field mouse. Considering I am in his realm of influence and special occasions are coming up, perhaps it's up to me to peruse Cherrytree Road and pick out some lovely things for him. If he does spin his new Love or Hate fist ring, I can simply confiscate it in mock anger and wear it on my thumbs secretly revelling in my victory. Just try and tell me you wouldn't do the same while perusing their offerings.
adding layers to her outfit