Winter holidays help us discover hidden skills and talents, be it with house-cleaning, cooking, or wrapping presents. Some creative individuals manage to turn even the most trivial gifts into masterpieces. In such cases, this inspired packaging proves to be more interesting than the present itself.
We at Bright Side appreciate all things expressive and original. So today, we present you with 15 creations from people who transform the task of wrapping gifts into a special kind of art.
“I have a talent for wrapping gifts in misleading ways!”
“My grandma decorates wrapping paper with hand-drawn patterns!”
“I’ve just finished wrapping a gift for my sis. The outward shape is a ruse — there’s a necklace inside!”
“I guess this is the start of a new tradition. This year, I wrapped the presents in the colors of my favorite flags!”
“My wife’s present to me — whatever is inside, I hope it survives until tomorrow!”
“I’m finally done wrapping the present for my brother. He’ll sure be surprised to find it’s a toolset!”
“Each New Year, my brother and I compete to give the most difficult-to-open gift.”
“This time, I wrapped his present in concrete!”
“This Christmas, I used old maps as wrapping paper for the presents. Quite pleased with the results!”
“My idea of gift-wrapping a couple of concert tickets…”
“No wrapping paper on hand? No problem! I used cardboard grocery bags and metallic markers!”
“I bought my girlfriend’s parents a gift for Christmas and managed to wrap it like this!”
“Each year, I wrap the last present with the leftovers of other gifts’ wrappings.”
“Mom, are you proud of me now?!”
“These are my friend’s presents for his wife. The left package contains perfume, and the right one, a sweater.”
“I’m 23. I can rebuild a car engine from scratch and make unique spare parts for it. I can drive anything that has a steering wheel. But I’m really lousy at wrapping Christmas gifts!”
And what about you — do you like giving presents to your loved ones? Do you have any cool gift-wrapping tales to share?
MY 76-YEAR-OLD HUSBAND GAVE ME A PUPPY FOR CHRISTMAS – EVEN THOUGH OUR KIDS WERE AGAINST IT!
The ornate Christmas tree shimmered with lights, and the air was thick with the scent of pine needles and gingerbread. But the festive cheer in our household was quickly overshadowed by a furry, four-legged surprise. My husband, bless his heart, had decided to gift me a puppy for Christmas.
Now, I love dogs. Absolutely adore them. But at 76, with our children long grown and flown, and our lives settled into a comfortable routine of leisurely walks and quiet evenings, a puppy felt like a bomb had been dropped on our peaceful existence.
“Surprise!” my husband announced, beaming as he led a wriggling, yipping creature into the living room. It was a golden retriever puppy, the cutest, most adorable creature I had ever seen. But the initial delight quickly gave way to a wave of apprehension.
Our children, who had visited earlier that day, were less than thrilled. “Dad, really?” my daughter exclaimed, her voice laced with disbelief. “A puppy? At your age?” My son, ever the pragmatist, chimed in, “Who’s going to walk it every day? Who’s going to clean up after it? Who’s going to deal with the barking and the chewing?”
My husband, oblivious to the brewing storm, was already enthralled. He was naming the puppy “Champ” and making grand plans for long walks in the park. I, meanwhile, was trying to figure out how to break the news to the dog walker we’d used for our previous dog, who had sadly passed away a few years ago.
The next few days were a whirlwind. The puppy, true to breed, was a whirlwind of energy. He chewed on shoes, barked incessantly, and peed on the rug (multiple times). My husband, bless his heart, was in his element. He spent hours playing fetch in the backyard, his face beaming with joy.
But the reality of the situation quickly set in. The sleepless nights, the constant cleaning, the endless walks in the rain – it was taking a toll. My husband, despite his initial enthusiasm, was starting to look weary. His back ached, and his energy levels were dwindling.
One evening, as I watched him struggle to lift the exuberant puppy onto the couch, I realized something had to change. I sat him down and had a serious conversation. I explained how much I appreciated his thoughtfulness, but that perhaps a puppy wasn’t the best fit for us at this stage in our lives.
He looked at me, a flicker of disappointment in his eyes. But then he smiled. “You’re right,” he conceded. “Maybe a puppy is a bit much right now.”
We decided to find a loving home for Champ. It was a difficult decision, but we knew it was the right one. We found a wonderful young couple who were eager to give Champ the attention and energy he deserved.
While we missed the playful puppy, we also enjoyed the return of our peaceful evenings. And my husband, to my surprise, seemed to enjoy the extra time to pursue his hobbies – gardening and reading – without the constant demands of a rambunctious puppy.
In the end, the Christmas puppy incident taught us a valuable lesson: sometimes, the best gifts are the ones that truly fit into our lives. And sometimes, the most loving thing to do is to let go.
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