He who shops?

He intends to spoil me…. and I intend to let him.

But at the same time, I’m a little weirded out. I don’t know what spoiled looks like. I couldn’t find spoiled on a map.

So far it’s not so bad. I love the book he bought me… and he’s been panty shopping…

and…. shoe shopping.

Holy shit, right? A man who buys shoes to match the panties he bought you?

Whoa. Who knew that even existed?

Not only does he exist…. he’s buying panties & shoes for yours truly.


The idea makes me grin on what’s been a very long & difficult day. The reality sort of scares the shit out of me.

What if I hate them?

Realistically… you can’t go very wrong at Victoria’s Secret… and he’s a shoe guy…. chances are good I’ll love them.

What do you say to that though? I’m a little stunned by the whole thing. I spent 7 years with a douche bag that bought gifts for me at the Goodwill.

(I wish I were joking.)

Actually the one time he bought me a Christmas present, I returned it to pay the power bill.

Mr. Surprise is a shopper… which is one of those rare delightful species you don’t see that often. Men who shop. Effectively. Successfully… and even? By choice.

Again… who knew?

Not I, my friend, not I.

Until now.

I’m nervous- don’t get me wrong… but I love a guy that’s willing to take a risk to make the gesture. It’s bold. It’s masculine. It’s impressive.

I’m impressed.

I catch a lot of flak for being painfully honest at times. People don’t like to hear the truth about themselves. It offends people the most when you’re right…

I’ve dealt with unavailable, with timid…and with a combination of the two. Mean men and the dreaded “Too Nice” guys as well. Stalkers and assholes alike.

This is the first time I’ve met someone determined to spoil me.

and it’s intriguing… and surreal. I’m not really sure what to say about it…

other than?


They do exist.

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